RAGANA is my name.

For a long time I couldn't feel my connection to anything. Not to nature, not to the people near me, not to myself.

I started on the outside and turned inward. Never in a straight line — always a spiral. Each turn carries me past the same things: the ones that shook me, the chaos I couldn't hold. They are still there. I pass them every time. They simply don't move me the way they used to.

The further in it goes, the more complex it becomes — and the more still. That is the strange part. Complexity and quiet arriving together.

The Fibonacci sequence is the shape that path had, so it became the thing I draw. Each work is one turn of it: the effort, the doubling back, the slow widening.

I don't understand what surrounds me, and I've stopped trying to. Now I try to appreciate it instead. These drawings are what appreciation looks like when I make it visible.

— Raul