I have to be true to myself.
Aren’t you curious about the reason?
This blog post became self-aware.
The passage of time, even just a few seconds.
What I see is a visual lullaby.
An intimate, warm way of slicing up human figures.
A little messy and fluid, a little chaotic, and a little more frightening.
Flattening out the landscape increases the distinctness of the layers.
They gleam with virtuosity.
I recognized the name.