Even the hand of Woman sometimes fails to ring my bells; Junior Woman stands no chance. Frankly, the background distracts from the main subject, which is a Judeo-Christian way of diluting the message and achieving atonement for transgression at the same time.
It is sometimes said that a picture is worth a thousand words; true, and sometimes the challenge is to see what happens at the thousand-and-first word: will the balance of nature be changed? Will the ploughshares all revert to swords, the handbags and shoes into snake and crocodile? I can hardly wait to see what happens to the special-issue Leicas and Hassies: will the ostriches have new smiles on their faces, new skin on their scrota, or will the cameras turn into bleeding messes? Ah the intangibles, the ideas that turn minds. I'm getting pretty sick of coffee.
;-)
Rob C
