The word khaos means "gap" or "chasm" being the space between heaven and earth.
Chaos has always been a partner to me in life. During early childhood, it was a natural part of magical life and development. Yet like everyone else, I was trained away from it in favor of order. Then it felt like waging war between good and evil.
When this happened a deep division came into my life. From then on I felt as though walking a tightrope. To fall was to descend into the chasm of chaos.
I remember being with other teenagers and driving out on the town one night. When the music was being changed between channels, static came on and I said "leave it there." Everyone laughed but I preferred it for awhile; the little interval of chaos.
The "chasm" between heaven and earth is a fertile place. I believe, as did the Greeks, it is where creativity begins.
I have become stubborn about leaving space for it.
In my artwork, some of the best results come when there are "happy accidents". The mind comes to an impasse and sort of collapses into "unknowing" . . . a place is messed or destroyed on the canvas yet in the destruction the hint of something with great beauty and clarity arises like a phoenix. It could only come about through destruction.
I have learned in myself too, to make room for surprise. It is necessary.