I had a moment where this was on my computer screen, and I briefly thought I was looking into a painting of mine. I just wanted to see it next to my header painting. Go back to whatever you were doing.
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5 comments:
What I was doing was noticing that you'd somehow painted the tiny house landscape years before the tiny house even existed. So, I'll just continue with that.
At an earlier stage, this painting looked, no, it visually felt, like that backgound area on the right. It flipped out my brain a little bit.
I feel like I just witnessed one of Tesla's experiments.
It was a duplicate comment. Gravitational pull.
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