It’s better in black and white. Not old, necessarily. Just the shades. Nearly intricate. All senses come together towards meaning. A colorblind boy, a tomato farmer. Couldn’t see red or green. Somehow, time again, picking the ones you could eat just like apples.
Gray Matters
Gray Matters
Gray Matters
It’s better in black and white. Not old, necessarily. Just the shades. Nearly intricate. All senses come together towards meaning. A colorblind boy, a tomato farmer. Couldn’t see red or green. Somehow, time again, picking the ones you could eat just like apples.