Christopher Wynter‘s paintings make me think of a jigsaw puzzle where the pieces don’t quite fit. There’s something oddly alluring in the confusion of mismatched shapes and colours. Some are more densely composed than others. Without titles, we’d have no idea what we were looking at, like 653 puzzle pieces in a cardboard box. And that’s what’s so exciting about abstract art, that so much of what we see is up to the viewer.