I see crooked lines everywhere...

I see them in the noodles Drew was trying to grab when he lost patience using the fork.

I see them in the lines of the face of a father whose daughter was raped by a Japanese during the war in the wordless comics daughter Kay used for her thesis in college (One of her medium was coffee, and she won the grant).

I see a crooked line while this creature was making a bend going somewhere.
Crooked lines are lovely lines, I conclude. There are lots of crooked lines
here.
That first one...so cute :)
ReplyDeleteA very powerful collection of images, Bing. My favourite is the first one!
ReplyDeleteone of the nephews, Mary. :)
ReplyDeletethanks, PJ!
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