Harts practice focuses tightly on the way a thing comes into being, like a rock or a snowball, compacted and varied, shaped and affected by the strange attractions of the world itself. The work orbits the material language of abstract painting and reveals the potential therein. He is informed by things that grow from themselves, where the meaning is found radiating off of them in some gaseous, amorphous fog. Painting as both a portal and something you can bump up against. Hart is interested in the gestation of material, two-ness, and remaining in the spectrum between things. After good days, he is left with the object in the room with himself, haunting and inconsolable, making him want to keep going.