I’ve had this problem SO many times. You find some quaint little rustic idyll, get out the camera, wait–waaaaait–for that perfect golden light to hit around 6:30 or so, and then BAM, giant brightly-colored bean monsters.
Story of my life. Of all our lives, really.
Although, in a sense, these neon monstrosities elevate the simple picture, raising it from the blandly representational to the representational, but with bean-monsters. It is as if the artist said, “I paint what I see, which is pretty much what you see, I’ll allow, but there’s a huge blue thing having its way with the barn. It’s a sturdy barn. Have no fear for it.”
The alien invasion vanguard was a peaceful green surfer type. It was impossible not to like him. Or it, I guess. He was so relaxed and just, in the moment, you know. It wasn’t until months later they released the full horror that was to come.
Which wasn’t all that bad really, apart from an awful lot of drool on the Goodman’s barn.
From the Goodwill on 2222 and Lamar. If your wallpaper isn’t surreal enough, download the full-sized image!