GLUE LOGIC
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a night with my mouth

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Be there or be what you already are, suckers!

Look at this funny Koloman Sokol shit! Stunning proportion, and look at the color! I’ve spent two hours inside this. I could probably spend a few more. The shadows in the water, the natural asymmetry of the faces, the states of mid-motion, the implicit social interaction, and even a touch of dramatic irony (they all seem oblivious to his very deliberate intention). All of this over a bed of beautiful color and subtle exaggeration. This shit is ALIVE!
an edit: I can’t get over the distortion of the figures under water! Look how the skin tones vary. There are no tubes of “flesh tones” here! Peep homeboy’s left leg in the running motion! That wood is FUCKING WET (notice the textural difference between the splotches of water and Our Hero’s shadow). The cushions are merlot. The women are seductive, have a naiad-esque quality (especially in that their skin tones are apparently identical and they also appear to be varied manifestations of one archetypal being) and seem to pop out of the water. The scrubbing man in the back is sort of an afterthought and his skin tone reflects this. While it blends in with the water and wet wood, it provides a contrast to the bouncier, redder tones in the skin of the women, giving it a sort of anti-popping flare of its own.

Look at this funny Koloman Sokol shit! Stunning proportion, and look at the color! I’ve spent two hours inside this. I could probably spend a few more. The shadows in the water, the natural asymmetry of the faces, the states of mid-motion, the implicit social interaction, and even a touch of dramatic irony (they all seem oblivious to his very deliberate intention). All of this over a bed of beautiful color and subtle exaggeration. This shit is ALIVE!

an edit: I can’t get over the distortion of the figures under water! Look how the skin tones vary. There are no tubes of “flesh tones” here! Peep homeboy’s left leg in the running motion! That wood is FUCKING WET (notice the textural difference between the splotches of water and Our Hero’s shadow). The cushions are merlot. The women are seductive, have a naiad-esque quality (especially in that their skin tones are apparently identical and they also appear to be varied manifestations of one archetypal being) and seem to pop out of the water. The scrubbing man in the back is sort of an afterthought and his skin tone reflects this. While it blends in with the water and wet wood, it provides a contrast to the bouncier, redder tones in the skin of the women, giving it a sort of anti-popping flare of its own.