Thing, thing. This thing can’t sing.
Song, long. A long, long song.
This started off even more monochromatic, and I really wanted to love it. I did. I wanted to love it in the way a kindergarten teacher really wants to love all the wee little children, but just can’t warm up to that one prickly five-year-old who never smiles and never has anything nice to say.
I loved the more monochromatic version in theory, but it was just so cold. So, I’ve added color, removed color….added and removed AGAIN, and this is where I am right now. I want to love it, but it still doesn’t sing for me. Now it’s stuck in the middle, it feels anemic and chilled, and I desperately want to give it a warm blanky, a nice cup of tea, and a place by the fire.
Back to the studio it goes.
And it really doesn’t help that my camera just…well, my camera is useless.