Homesickness

I had the idea for this image in the back of my mind for quite some time as an adjunct to a book that I intend to write after I finish It Isn’t Murder If They’re Yankees in 1999. When the September/October 1998 Internet Ray-Tracing Competition announced that water was the theme, I decided that this was a good time for me to try and realize the piece.

A surfeit of honey cloys the tongue; a surfeit of wine addles the brain; so a surfeit of ease guts a man of strength. Light, warmth, food, water were free to all men, and gained by a minimum of effort. So the people of Ampridatvir, released from toil, gave increasing attention to faddishness, perversity and the occult. — Jack Vance (The Dying Earth)