Flat screen

Once a Flirty Horse was painting. First, she painted the huge canvas completely black. After a few years she painted the Rainbow river. Afterwards she was painting every day a small colourful fractal or mandala. The process was long lasting and very satisfying. Finally, when the painting was done, a Flirty Horse made her special, magic cigarette and sat down at a considerable distance from the painting, lit the magic cigarette and observed her creation. Half way through her magic cigarette something strange started to happen. She heard a humming sound coming out of the painting. She became even more attentive and noticed that the colourful objects she had painted were slowly starting to move, accelerate and pop out from the black background. And she understood – “O, right! Moving picture!”

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