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The Icy Vortex

kajigoddess

Published: Nov 28, 2015

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First time attempting a fractal in Apophysis. Was hunting for fractal wallpapers when I impulsively decided to make my own.

Is this a success? I have no idea, but at least it looks both figuratively and literally cool...

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858x637px 1.45 MB

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