This group of drawings, called NEW MATH, is visual therapy for my angst-ridden relationship with numbers. Remember how bewildering it was when they introduced "New Math" in school? I never got over wondering what happened to "Old Math." Was it in an assisted living facility? Was it put to 'sleep' like an unwanted puppy at the pound or buried in a city landfill? And what the hell was wrong with "Old Math"? Why did I have to play with little colored "cusinare rods," and how did they possibly relate to real numbers? Why would anyone be emptying a tank at the same time as they were filling it? This last "word problem" is what stopped me dead in math class...FOREVER. I could never get past the philosophical issue of what a waste it was to be emptying and filling a tank at the same time.