Natural ink splatter becomes inkling - a silent transformation. An unveiling through symmetry illuminating a rather more orderly pattern to be found within the outwardly appearing chaos. Not so chaotic after all. Patterns which correspond closely (or perhaps exactly) to those found in nature. A parade of natures finest shows up - insects with wings, helix-like shapes, people juggling… Tell me, do you see what I see? What do you see?
