I want a soft fluffy cat. I covered a knob of cloth in a diffused floral print.
Not quite the kind of fluffy, or the kind of soft I intended.
To rectify, I equipped it with a high contrast floral.
The 2 prints flow into each other at the light point, but the darks do not mingle.
The composition vibrates as I shift my squint from side to side.
Her temper is as fanciful as her fur pattern.
She will return your love with studied affection when you least expect it.
I call her Rhonda.