Crap.
I’m not simplifying; I’m just taking new photos, spherizing them to make them flow in a theme (except for Poe and Jesus who shall remain squares) and I’ve got just as many visuals now as I’ve had before PLUS text overlaid on top.
It’s like being a new writer; you just can’t bear to cut that lovely phrase (my Photoshopped snowball bush) without a ruthless editor screaming at you. In writing I’ve kinda sorta learned to be that editor. In graphics, I just don’t have the experience yet.
Let’s see how this winds up. I’ve got three more verses to go.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology