Imagine my surprise when I saw that there was a place where there really are mountains in the background everywhere.
But I do a moderate amount of work-related travel to places that are not that mountainous. In fact many of the places I've been to are really, really flat. Phoenix. Exurban Indianapolis. These places are flat.
I regard flat places with a sort of reverence. Not a sense that I'd want to live in a place like that, but a deep appreciation of what I am seeing. Parallel roads continuing on and on until they meet at the horizon. There's just a sense that it evokes.
I think it's the closest thing I'll ever have to experiencing infinity. Speaking of which:
I also drew mountains or hills in the background of all my childhood landscapes. I think it's a thing most kids do because it's an easy substitute for a flat horizon, in which one has to think about what's going to be forming the boundary between ground and sky - trees, buildings, etc. . It seems like drawing a flat landscape is just straight up more challenging for a kid because there's a lot more perspective to worry about.
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