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The cat opened its eyes,
Maurice Carême, l'Arlequin
The sun came in.
The cat closed its eyes,
The sun stayed in.
That is why, at night,
When the cat wakes up,
In the dark I catch a glimpse
Of two pieces of sunshine.
A grunge digital scrap page based on a recent poor photo (shot behind a window) of my friend Meow during one of his unexpected visits. I just converted the picture to greyscale and applied a vignette effect with soft light and a mask for hand-drawn borders. The remainder was obtained with various brushes including eye recolouring.
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