Humans seek rhythm and pattern: the assurance that events will repeat themselves, becoming knowable, even predictable in some way. Our mother’s heartbeat thrums assurance in the womb and births accompanying lullabies. Song verses narrate stories of frightening journeys away from home, recurrent choruses return us to the pulse.
We seek patterns in nature: leaf structure, animal migration, seasons, years, dark and light. When we can’t find rhythm, we invent it: our calendar – months, hours, minutes, seconds. We create deities and chant, intone, and recite, weaving the cacophony of life’s chaos into synchronicity.
Kaori Ukaji generates mark-making metaphors as paths through existence. Her intimate rhythmic processes order an avalanche of analog information; each composition a uniquely terrifying iteration of aesthetic synergy in which chaos is the journey away, and pattern the path home.