After sitting and examining the work on the left for about a month, I came to the realization that every time I looked at it I felt uneasy. It was wrong-seriously wrong. I set myself to modifying the work and pin-pointed the restlessness to have resided in the central portion of the composition. Making quick work of exterminating the awkward shapes, I settled upon the arrangement on the right. I now feel at ease.
I don't know what fills me with more anxiety, the inescapable abysmal gash or the obfuscation of the gash.
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