The Angry Planet 1940

James Miekle Guy made *The Angry Planet* as a print. Imagine Guy coaxing these shapes into being, layering and aligning them just so, shifting between flat planes and depths of outer space, creating a world within a world that is both inviting and unsettling. I feel like I can imagine him in his studio, pushing colours and shapes this way and that, maybe feeling a little like that figure wrestling with some unknowable thing in the blazing yellow sun. What are they fighting? What's at stake? It’s like he’s asking us: how do we find our place in this world, amidst all its chaos, beauty, and maybe even its anger? Making a print can be a messy endeavor, a way of taking what's inside and sharing it with the world. Maybe that’s the point of art.