I may have said this before, it comes up a lot when I draw... layering, thoughts and memories overlap- ping, surfacing for a time, blotting out one another, combining and redefining themselves. Sometimes being forgotten for years on end. It's what I think my subconscious landscape must look like. Sort of busy when disturbed, until the water settles again. Who said "a thought should be like a bird flying through the sky, leaving no trace"?
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