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This picture began life as a study of the rhythm of bricks, similar to the picture displayed on Wednesday (see below).
Are these things art? To a degree, that's for you, dear reader, to decide. They may leave you cold. You may wonder why I spin my wheels playing with Photoshop when I could be throwing words around in my Moleskine Journal.
What can I say? If I don't honor the muse, and follow where she leads, she might desert me.
The muse, like another famous feminine personification, blows where she wills.
Her humble servant is proud to follow.
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