Wait a second, can there even be such a thing? I’m thinking here of, say, a rock formation that dips and bends and swirls in an abstract…pattern? But can something that’s abstract even be a pattern? Or are we talking semantics here, one person’s formation is another person’s pattern?
You know what I do know? It’s been a long day, I’m feeling kind of zonked and this conversation is breaking my brain. So I’ll just note that these nails were simple and fun – just randomly brushed-on streaks of polish in the twilight-dawn colours of the Lush bath bomb I reported on yesterday. Pretty! And that’s about as in depth as we’re going to get right now (in the nearly always wise words of Buffy Summers, I’m really operating at a “fire bad, tree pretty” level here.)