Caleb Mahoney has always sought a center through creation in someway. He’s been a sculptor, and a rather poetic drummer as well. Like other great wandering souls before him, he also once looked to drugs to clarify the darkness within him. A sizeable portion of his youth was spent overcoming and succumbing to heroin addiction. His recent works represent an evolution in the process of creation as an act of centering. Each painting is an experiment, a piece to the never ending puzzle of existence and the self. Perhaps they are representative, too, of a soul that is still without rest.