Chaos Through an Artist's Eyes

Chaos is quite possibly the most misunderstood force in the Universe. Through years of social conditioning , chaos has come to mean anarchy and an evil thing that needs to be brought to order and enlightened. Newer chaos deities become arch-typed as dimwitted and devils. Chaos was oversimplified and pigeon-holed by the ego of miniscule mortal man. Our lives at their longest are a mere quark in comparison to the span of eternity. Who are we to try to tell the energies of the Universe how they are to act and change the very laws of existence?

Chaos is the very essence of life. It's formless, endless, timeless, immeasurable, raw energy that is not bound by law (human or cosmic). To understand forever is to only understand a fraction of it's true nature. We are born from it, grow because of it, and return to it when we die. It is not to be harnessed and tamed. It is to be honoured for what it is.

Artists truly tap into chaos when they do their work. Think of the board as the physical cosmic plane. The acrylic paint is chaos. The artist is the creation force (can be creation force, a deity, normal cycle of life, etc). The artist gains inspiration to create something new and picks up a brush to begin. She takes the paint and forms beauty on the blank board. Stroke after stroke, life is formed. When she feels the image is complete she hangs it in a room to be displayed. After a period of rest she may choose to create a new existence. She'll create a record of the piece and place it into a room for later viewing, these become a part of the timeless Halls of Akasha. After the record becomes secured, in a destructive act she slashes at the board freeing the paint from it's confines and clear the board to house new life.