Ideas and nonsense form some kind of equation that I just don't seem to get.... or maybe I do but concepts only twirl around like a classical ballet. A ballet of mould choreographed inside my tinned peach of a brain.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Monday, 27 June

So in regards to images I have been playing with at this point.





And now I need to start finding images to combine. So I can create representations of this time, where people and places dance, writhing in these patterns of human entanglement. (Though do ignore the colours. This is pure design and I just fill these things to make editing.)
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