Right off the bat, straight in your face:
I’d seen it lying there already for a couple of days. The poor thing.
In this day of hurry, stress and lack of time… In this day of hi-tech, of big, fast cars… In this day of quasi interest in the environment… We develop cars that run faster and more economically with less fuel. To save the environment. We’re all in a green stage where we care so much about the hole in the ozone layer and where we care so much about preserving our nature (for the sake of our kids, or so we say).
But do we really care? Do we genuinely care? Or does it just come in handy that that green car allows us a tax bonus? Or does it just come in handy that that green car uses less fuel because the fuel prices stink like a buffalo with diarrhea? Or does it just come in handy that that green car brings us home just that bit faster so we can stay at work that bit longer (or stay in traffic jams that much longer and pollute the environment anyway)?
We race from here to there, killing our environment on the way and we don’t even care.
This poor little creature didn’t stand a chance. It wasn’t even given a chance. And it probably got a figurative kick in the back afterwards, because it damaged someone’s f*cking green car!
That’s how much we care.
This entry’s dedicated to a person who DOES care. In the 2,5 months that I had the privilege spending with him, I got to know him as a funny and caring person and an artistic photographer with a keen eye for detail.
This kind of photography is his idea, and I’ve been trying to tell him that, even though it’s shocking, and even though some might find it morbid, it makes a very important point.
You know who you are, buddy. And I still think you should do something with your photographs. They’re so much better than mine. I hope that my blunt statement here will get you going.
And if you have a story to tell, if you make a point of it, it will be accepted, no matter what.
Note on post-processing (yes, there was post-processing on this image):
It’s this blue for a reason.