There are points in your life where you meet with an event or a situation so radically inexplicable and wholly confounding you find yourself wanting to die laughing at it then kill yourself for the audacity of doing so.I don't have a noun for it so I'm gonna make one up now.
Reed•wan•i•sm : The total inexplicable-ness of life & the fact that you can do nothing about it.
A very captivating picture.
Now you can see from the close up that the Santa Claus (relatively human) has no eyebrows while the skeleton (a composite of calcium and carbon polyatoms) has.
It is an important distinction to make because the lack of eyebrows on the Santa emphasizes the white fur trimmings on his cap. Imagine a dark stroke of eyebrows there. No, it won't work because now Santa's face is too cramped - destroying the delicate aesthetic balance of the oval face.
The eyebrows on the skeleton, however, highlights the white of its eyes. Bringing a heavy accent into the otherwise dull and ochre shade of the bones, creating a balance between the fur and the beard of Santa.
Also note the arrow seems to glide pass the body of the Santa rather than through it. Creating a wispy, almost ethereal lightness to the sombre tone of that patch of green just behind Santa.
I must add - a wholly utterly fully inexplicable piece of art that will have you staring at it forever. Held in the thralls of the soul-wrenching gaze of Santa. You will never see Santa Claus the same again.
There is a sublimal sense of surprise in the expression of the skeleton. As though the skeleton itself is both shocked and eager in the murder of Santa. It brings to mind the tensions of the modern society - how the aging population is slowly yet unwillingly sucking the new generation dry. It is an allegory and an ironic tragedy that is both inescapable and complete.
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