Recently in one of my seminars, we were discussing photography and captions. My friend, M, began her presentation about that day's reading by having us to look at four slides, each of which was 1/4 of Picasso's "The Charnel House." We were asked to provide a caption for each quarter of the painting. In clockwise order from upper left to bottom left, my captions were as follows:
1: Breakfast. A man so shocked by breakfast, he falls down.
2: Man stays under the table, reaching up for so long his hand grows into a flower.
3: They bury someone next to the flower so they won't have to buy flowers for the grave.
4: My mother is a fish.
Can you understand, now, why it is a miracle that I've done anything productive at all this semester?