It's taken me a few years to post this, and I'm still not sure about its merits if any.
In 2006 I went home to the Cambridgeshire fens and visited some places I'd not been for almost 50 years. The countryside here is flat and the skies are huge. For the first ten years of my life I thought there were only 3 colours - green grass, blue sky and black soil. I'm sure that Doug could invent a colour-space for it
Here's a spot close to where my grandmother took me fishing when I was seven or eight. She was born on the river in a windmill, one of many which raised water from the drained land into the river, which she shared with 7 sisters and a brother. I swear she could catch a fish just by dangling a plain piece of string in the water.
Regards,
Stuart
In 2006 I went home to the Cambridgeshire fens and visited some places I'd not been for almost 50 years. The countryside here is flat and the skies are huge. For the first ten years of my life I thought there were only 3 colours - green grass, blue sky and black soil. I'm sure that Doug could invent a colour-space for it
Here's a spot close to where my grandmother took me fishing when I was seven or eight. She was born on the river in a windmill, one of many which raised water from the drained land into the river, which she shared with 7 sisters and a brother. I swear she could catch a fish just by dangling a plain piece of string in the water.
Regards,
Stuart