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At The World’s Top
Where it’s cold and the wind blows the ice crystals into smithereens and only the spruce endure the freezing of every fiber over and over year in and year out… the ice dragons drift through clouds.
Where it’s cold and the wind blows the ice crystals into smithereens and only the spruce endure the freezing of every fiber over and over year in and year out… the ice dragons drift through clouds.
I suspect that it will surprise none of you that I have been dabbling in digital art again. As much as I love the traditional arts, especially watercolor and sumi-e, there are times that making space and time to paint in is nigh impossible. In those times, I’ve been prone recently to tinkering with the fractal programs… Read More Review: ArtRage