"Intertwined"

Emily Roynesdal’s "Intertwined" brings me back to an idea I’ve touched on before in these newsletters (maybe too recently, I can’t remember, I write a lot of these things): the inseparability of humanity. "Intertwined" communicates this concept with how impossibly indecipherable the beginning and end of its human forms are. I can make out distinct limbs, heads, and portions of torsos, but I (nor anyone else) cannot distinguish one body from the next. Whether we want it to or not, this is indicative of the human experience. None of our accomplishments and advances would have been possible without communal cooperation. For that matter, one does not even need to go so far as advancement: we could not survive without each other. Sometimes collaboration is easy. Other times, it feels like we are contorting ourselves into uncomfortable unions, and even though it is not always for the common good, without it, we would only be left with the empty black surrounding "Intertwined"’s hopelessly entangled people.