Have I accidentally created some modernist porn?
If it wasn’t for the debris from la guerre des Post–It, maybe this image would just be one of a number with a similar structure. But, for me, the heart warps the distorted tower into something rather a lot more personal and rather a lot more biological. The surrounding sky suffers the same fate (that’s deliberately horrid).
Perhaps it’s all in my mind. After all, what else is pareidolia? But I didn’t expect modernist porn. Maybe all this does is show off my youthful innocence.
Trouble is, this image really does have some gorgeous colours. I don’t want to ignore it. I think I’ll just post it and let other people shape their own opinion.