The steadiness of the sky gives me a place to think. That it has been there literally forever (at least in relation to life as we know it) makes it a great landing place for ideas to gestate. It’s steady while being ever changing. As the world attempts to recalibrate and correct from deep-seated racial injustice and COVID-19, the sky continues. The range of colors in the sky that are not blue are of most interest to me now. When taken out of context and used as the subject of a painting, they generate a wordless sense of understanding. We each know this palette, although we might not be able to name why. The colors themselves, in this way, are in kinship with Infrathin, in the ways they are undeniably present yet beyond our full comprehension.