The Red Devil. sitting quietly but obviosuly in the sky, the blood moon evokes a sense of intrusion. It is not what should be, but presents as it is, despite the clear fact the moon should be a silvery white. It’s the visual equivalent of a profound thought sitting in the back of your head while you try to focus on the rest of the world.
The Red Devil. sitting quietly but obviosuly in the sky, the blood moon evokes a sense of intrusion. It is not what should be, but presents as it is, despite the clear fact the moon should be a silvery white. It’s the visual equivalent of a profound thought sitting in the back of your head while you try to focus on the rest of the world.