Have been stuck in this arena of me being the cowering christian to the lion of intimidation patroling my "artistic" impulses. No enthusiasm equals dreck, as can be witnessed by this latest representation I call "reflectons". ( doesn't even deserve a capital R). Need to let the ink show up in a way that excites me. Kinda happened in the sail patterns of the CuttySark. Interesting story about why the figurehead holds a horsetail. Look it up in Robert Burns "Tam O'Shanter".
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