A shadowy imprint left behind a crucifix on a blue velvet that faded in the light of a hundred years captured my interest. A Turin Shroud like magical image. To create these mutations, I invented a printing process that I call ‘crying inks’ where the inks flow freely but controlled over the surface of the paper. In an act of almost insane passion, I let the printer cry for 5 generations. The flow of the liquids recreates organic structures that suggest the divine in the fabric of nature.