Born Under a Bad Sign opens with a blues lyric and never quite lets you go. The title is pulled from the Albert King standard that Cream made a cornerstone of the blues canon — and the painting carries that song's swagger directly into Barbara Romain's text-based body of work, where language drawn from music, protest and poetry is woven into abstraction that's both confrontational and exact. You don't read it; you hear it. The bad sign isn't fate. It's a backbeat.