Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Weeping willow

I had a weird dream last night where I was near my childhood home, driving on Weeping Willow Drive. The road had all these bends and yellow chevron markings. Next was a row of houses and basalt cliffs, holding back a lake full of oily sludge. The houses were uninhabited. There were also huge, bamboo-like plants growing out of the cliffs.

The underlying structure here is a stripe. I should make this one tile and see how it turns out.