But is it Art?



It started when I stepped out of the shower and, without drying myself, came into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed.  (Doesn't everybody?) 

When I arose, the damp patch on the sheet made me wonder if it was this sort of thing which may have inspired Hermann Rorschach to make his eponymous inkblots. 


So I took its photograph. 




Here it is looking from the side of the bed.




I cropped it, straightened it up and fiddled with the contrast etc.




And made an inverted copy.




I then made a small collage (if I may use the word in the cavalier fashion which has become common).




And I used it to breed a larger one.   (All because I wet the bed.)