Forgetting the Memory

There were many things to write about when I sat down at the keyboard. However, they have all seemed to escape me at the moment. Instead, enjoy the pretty picture while I try remembering what I forgot.

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Spring Owl REDUX

The Flow of Things

The more I work on unifying my foregrounds with backgrounds, the more realistic my backgrounds become. Though that isn't necessarily a bad thing, it is annoying knowing that the harder I work the farther I get from my goal.

Maybe I should treat it more like the metaphor that frames the problem best: the rip-tide.

Whilst in the ocean, swimmers can occasionally find themselves being pulled back to the sea while trying to reach the shore. The harder they swim, the farther they get to shore. This is called the rip-tide. In theses instances, the swimmers are advised to stop swimming, as the waters will gradually return them to shore.

Maybe I should treat this occurrence as an artistic rip-tide. It could be beneficial for me to relax and go with the flow.

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City in Ink