Overstreet’s The Continental Bathosphere maps out a crazy architecture. Rendered with all the gaudiness of a casino, his composition’s impossible physics are precariously founded over a
heavily built up surface. As planes of colour approximate flatness over the remnants of drafts beneath, their raffish tones compete for spatial dominance by reverberating in and out of depth,
furthering the disorientating effect of Overstreet’s topsy-turvy perspective.