My name is mud.
How do you do?
Imagine all the people living in primordial mud. Makes me smile to remember my humble state.
Makes joyful to see that rulers, statesmen, artists and farmers are made from the same clay.
Thanks for taking us with you on this strange underground trip where origins become a new world of shapes and colors and smells. I love the tone of your photo combo editing. The feeling is encompassing.
Here's one for the road.