I think this escaped the set of a Miyazaki anime film. You know, the one where there’s this little kid, and something kind of strange happens to him or her (it’s hard to tell in anime), and then some weird little thing starts following the main character around, and at some point, he, or she, or possibly the weird little thing discovers something very important about either themselves, their parents, or, you know, this guy.
You know, that one. I loved that movie, it really made me feel nostalgic, inspired, mournful, or ambivalent.
Which, I think, describes the expression on this guy’s face. Loss, bittersweet melancholy, wondering whether he should get some ice cream.
Not sure what all that blue stuff is. Maybe it’s spawning? Making other weird little pots? Well, it is spring, and a young piece of ceramic’s thoughts turn to…uh…
Idea #2: this is actually one of those Japanese stories where a household item comes to life after it’s been neglected. Kind of like “Brave Little Toaster,” but with more cultural relevance. This is what happens when you make your teapot mad. It grows a face–not a happy face, but a sad face–and hits the road. Or maybe flies away, those would make awesome booster rockets. Whoosh!!
At least, I think it’s a pot. It may be a watermelon with legs. Hard to tell, with these things.
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