The title for this painting is borrowed from Frank Black’s song Ten Percenter. Which is, really, a poem about a character boasting a mind vast as the ocean but preferring to hang in the safety of the harbour. Frank’s song reminds me of a dubious concept I once heard about humans normally only using ten percent of potential brain power. And if we could only crack how to unlock the rest we’d be an unstoppable force. Here, the subject isn’t a harbour but a natural rock pool which the ocean visits twice a day at every high tide. An equally safe place to hang and observe the algorithms of physics that govern the dynamic influence of the moon upon the ebb and flow of the Earth’s oceans.
