Uncategorized 7 September 2012 September 8, 2012 eyespider 5 Comments The birthing of a storm. The entry to a whelk. the inchoate fog of repressed awareness. Take your pick. Or add your own. Share this: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
Ha ha, booby tree! It looks kinda like a re-drawing of the one you wanted your hair to look like, only with not a good colors. Reply
You create so many good images they sometimes shoot past when I am browsing. This one arrested me. It is something about the big blocks making the composition. Whelk obviously. Or fast-oncoming billowing sails on a tall sea. Reply
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okay, tree with boobs and heart
Ha ha, booby tree! It looks kinda like a re-drawing of the one you wanted your hair to look like, only with not a good colors.
A double-chinned horse licking the earth?
! I like the way that shifts the scale
You create so many good images they sometimes shoot past when I am browsing. This one arrested me. It is something about the big blocks making the composition.
Whelk obviously.
Or fast-oncoming billowing sails on a tall sea.