Intricate line work and text characterize Robert Bolubasz’s drawings. Using pencil on paper to weave a network of intersections, Robert places the names of friends, family members, movies, music and objects he values at the cross roads of an imbroglio of jagged linear elements. This mesh, part territory, part mathematical equation, transforms into a personal map, a landscape of Robert’s preferences and relationships. Robert creates a terrain of his psychological territory. Robert repeatedly folds and unfolds the work, transforming it into object: worn and used, compartmentalized and revisited for revision in topography or as reference to nowhere.