First let me say that I am sober and of sound mind. This image reminds me of my youth spent roaming the aisles of the libraries of Trinity college . You see I was a precocious child and while other children were riding velocipedes and devouring various tarts and sugared fruits I would rather curl up in a nook with an ancient codex or long forgotten folio. Yes, this image evokes the beautiful illustrations of Cenannensis, the apparent topological complexity is reminiscent of those Celtic knots and filigree that accompanied the haunting religious iconography within. Even as a young boy of 9 or 10, even though I had no words for homeomorphism or geometric tautology, I knew that these flowing and coiling knots described something deeply sacred and mysterious, just as the gold leafed halo's of the various a saints were just another analogy for those selfsame ideas. What you've created here continues that tradition that I discovered that chilly august morning, the tension between apparent complexity, equivalence analogy and expression.
