Pink Flamingo, Panther Stomp-out.

At one time I worked in an office. Actually, I have worked in a lot of offices, but I am thinking of one in particular. The first office I worked in, actually. There were a lot of grabby people in that office and for some reason it was not considered taboo to grab a colleague's beverage and take a drink from it. I found this very irritating which, I think, is quite reasonable. One day I decided to start bringing chocolate rice and/or soy milk to work with me. That solved it.

Also, the guy with the Panther tattoo came back. The sheer violence with which he stomped that dandelion to death was astounding. Nearly forces me to stutter.

Maybe he was assing out a cigarette and the dandelion just got in the way. Either way it was astounding.

There is a forest behind the screen in the background. I thought I should mention this as a way of keeping myself on-theme.

Against all darkness.

This is a photograph of flowers. And it is a photograph of darkness. It is also a photograph that I have no memory of taking since I developed this role of film 10 years after shooting it. Clearly I was attempting to experiment with night photography.

At first I thought I had used a flash, but I don't think so anymore.

Clearly this was a long-exposure of a flower pot under direct lighting at night. It has been so long since I used my tripod.

There's green in this photograph, so I feel that it fits with the continuing theme of this meat blog.