Such intensely opaque pastels should not even exist. yet there they are above me, blending so imperceptibly that they appear to be one constant hue.
Imagine a melting pot looking like this. If ever we could achieve such perfection, such a seamless balance of blending between independent and individual colours, would the world be so bad off?
Maybe a mosaic, for all its eclectic beauty, will always clash just a little too much. Perhaps it will always be a little ragged; a little hard around the edges.
But then could humanity ever really emulate an evening sky or an abstract work of art?
Perhaps not.
Or perhaps they are all one and the same.
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