urban textile

It would have been better if it has recently rained; yellow line paint really glows when it's damp and underneath a greyish sky. Perhaps a fabric such as this would be worn by Clarence the Road Quality Issue Lion at a formal occasion. Maybe it would be better off in disguise so that no-one would recognise it and ask it awkward questions about why it never fixes the cycle paths and employs hippopotamuses with motor control difficulties to fix potholes.

Blech. I suppose I'll have to re-open it and repeat the last few unsaved editing steps to get rid of the little missing bit at the bottom left and the wee gap at the top right, partly because it makes it look nasty and partly because it might look like a border to an eagle-eyed mod. Too tired to do any shadowing between the layers though.

I sometimes get a sort of things-looking-interesting fatigue in the early afternoon on fine-and-bright-but-hazy days when everything seems dry and dusty and colourless. I can usually find something stimulating to view by heading into a cobblyalley or river walkway or car park or waiting for it to rain. At least there was an assignment to get a subject no matter what the lighting conditions to be got.