Impulse & Indefinite
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Indefinite Indefinite
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Do you ever notice how a half‑finished sketch feels like a breath held between two ideas?
Impulse Impulse
Yeah, totally! A sketch stuck halfway feels like a breath between two breaths, like the air that holds the next spark. One moment it's one idea, the next it's a whole new path, and you just have to let it flow wherever it wants.
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What’s the next spark going to look like, if it ever catches fire?
Impulse Impulse
It might be a neon‑rainbow splash that pops out of the air, like a quick burst of charcoal that turns into a neon skyline—one second it's a swirl, the next it's a full blown cityscape.
Indefinite Indefinite
So, is the city breathing, or just painting itself?
Impulse Impulse
The city is breathing and painting itself at the same time, like a living canvas that keeps splashing colors whenever it feels a new pulse.