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There’s a rhythm to this painting that feels like a memory you can’t quite name. It hums, it breathes, it moves — not in a straight line, but in waves that cross and collide like thoughts that refuse to stay still. Each stripe of color feels alive, as if caught mid-dance between order and rebellion.
Rain Bordo doesn’t paint in silence; you can almost hear this one. There’s something musical about it — a visual jazz, improvisational but precise, deliberate but free. The blue breaks into the red like a sudden chord change, and the yellow flickers through the gaps like a saxophone solo that doesn’t ask for permission.
This isn’t a painting about control. It’s about motion. It’s about the way color can become language when words fall short. You can feel the brush moving quickly, confidently, chasing something just beyond reach. There’s tension here, but also play — as if chaos decided to flirt with structure for a while.
The diagonal strokes give the impression of movement forward — a direction, even if uncertain. It’s the kind of movement that defines life itself: imperfect, layered, and restless. There’s no center, no single truth, only vibration and change.
Rain Bordo often paints as if he’s trying to translate the pulse of existence — and this piece might be one of his purest translations. It’s not asking you to feel one thing; it’s asking you to stay in the complexity. To see how red can be rage and joy, how blue can calm and cut, how yellow can blind and bless at once.
It’s an unapologetic celebration of contradiction. A storm dressed as a song.
And maybe that’s the point — that beauty doesn’t come from resolution, but from the courage to remain inside the noise and still call it life.
CHAOS BALLAD
Chaos and I have a friendly relationship;
I let her destroy me,
she gives me A chance to pick myself up.
Who will win eventually?
We will see, the new sun will set us free.
We will see, maybe it is all bullshit,
maybe I’m my only enemy,
maybe it’s ladder for something better.
But there’s something between lies, you know?
As I lie myself she tells me the truth
and it makes me mad and destructively sad.
We are old friends as we set a bar high
for who will win next in ruined relationship
and which color should tears will be
and of course,
who will harvest the damage…
Eventually that someone is me.
Chaos is my truest girlfriend.
It’s me and she and it’s meant to be.
We never had sex
We have an emotional bond
that keeps me writing this song.
Lately she is wining
’cause I’m not in the mood for fight
and as long as I run I ruin everything I love,
and I’m not alone, chaos, she is here,
to keep me going and keep my head up above.
Thank you chaos, I’m forever yours,
you are my sea and you keep me in your heart
when you take my shores and set yourself free.
LOVE COMES
When the night comes
and morning is gone,
it is obvious to see
you belong with me.
When a blind man
lost his touch
he didn’t know
where to go.
Now love comes
and overcomes us all.
Holding our hands,
in peace we stand tall
You see the lie
misguiding me.
You might just say:
“It’s you I can’t see”
You showed up
bringing the noise.
Trying to find
love of course.
Now love comes
and overcomes us all.
Holding our hands,
in peace we stand tall.
Rain Bordo 