I have difficulty with portraits where the subject is only partially facing me. Most of the features on the far side of the face are hidden, and must be rendered as isolated lumps or bumps, with no visible connection to those which are visible.
I was surveying the goings on of Flatland below, and encountered these lines. It could have been one line folded in on itself or, more likely, two lines cooperating with each other. Whatever it was, it must have been hungry. I knew it could sense my presence, through gravitation or other invisible forces. It seemed […]