You have a magnificent sense of perspective. Just looking at the stalls from the oblique calms my nerves. I swear, perspective is maybe the one thing in art that is very difficult to pull off. Do you know, I zoomed in on the jewelry of Zerwan's customer. How much time it must have taken you to add all these small pecks on each and every piece of the ensemble. The headdress, the necklace, the bracelets. They all look like they shine because of those small pecks. And the woman's brows and nose, very like Egyptian art, yes? It is my pleasure to discover the washed-off, pastel-colored objects you hide in the background, such as the umbrella behind the flower stall. I couldn't imagine they had umbrellas at that time. Then again, the whole idea of the marketplace remind me of Phoenicia and I believe Phoenicians were great merchants and travellers, so I wouldn't be surprised they had brought back umbrellas from the east. I also like how you've rolled some of the fabric in Zerwan's shop up. It made me smile. One has to take a good moment to look at the fabric to discover all the patterns, colors, the logic by which they have been organized. It shows you are a fundamentalist, we recognize the likes of you by the sheer amount of detail you put in your work!
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-Coming of age of a misfit in a fantasy setting.-
Zerwan finds it dull to sell fabrics at his father's shop. He'd rather travel to the distant lands his exotic textiles come from.
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