These new paintings started with an unexpected muse: a garage sale purchase of striped bed sheets from the 1970s. The colors and patterns of sheets similar to the ones I slept on as a child triggered a synesthetic recognition of early memories of light, space, and movement. Reveling in the beauty and order of the stripes, the structure of the stacks led to combining flat areas, interruptions of stains and abrasions, and passages where the stripes transmute into volumetric planes and forms. Trompe l’oeil supports and prosthetics—added near the end of a process of accumulation, rupture and shift— prop up the whole.