Any description outside of, ‘a reflective spectrum of emotions provoked by imagination’, or ‘a translation of my personal human experience’, would be overthinking.

It’s all within the moment of making. There’s also memories and how things were in the moments of those memories.

It’s a continual story of past, present, and anything unknown.

So it’s all things described with every mark. Within, outside, through, and around those marks, too.