O&O

The drawings I acquired from Georgia in Portugal, of an olive and an octopus, are proudly displayed on my fridge.

I maintain that the central feature of the olive bears a strong resemblance, before descending in the outer reaches into kaleidoscopic paroxysms. Regarding the octopus, I’m glad she revealed what it was at the time, as I’d very much be tempted to say white blood cells passing through an artery.