Casted, plastered, shimmering blues, catch on morning rays and morning dews, illuminating each colour played, in sense, in mind, in through the mirrors of our minds.
Automatic knowledge and automatic frames teach by night and teach by day. Images found amongst grey waves shatter the illusions of the rational and sane.
2 thought on “Cubism and Automatic Drawing”
I see your automatic drawing and raise it with a digital conflagration of the fire daemon Aldredd.
și eu d’Rager