ok but look at this hand
Refined. Subtle. Not too detailed, not too simple. Look at that perfect form, at the way the fingers curve just so. The way the refraction of the early-morning light and the purple-tinted shadows blend to create a believable yet somehow ethereal composition. One might even call it perfection. Truly, no hand ever drawn, nor any hand to be drawn in the future, shall measure up to this. Life as we know it has led up to this exact point, and here we are, at the pinnacle of human progress–at the acme of evolution–and it is this hand.