I took another journey into the land of Orf today and encountered this rather somber being. As you can see he, (She?) maintained a cold shoulder throughout and hadn’t even the courtesy to acknowledge my presence. Obviously, there are some beings on Orf who don’t tolerate foreigners.
Well, to make a long story short, I stopped trying to strike up conversation when I realized Oily face here wasn’t equipped for speaking. I’ve always wondered if the Orfians practiced telepathy; the lack of mouth and ears being a clue, or perhaps, they simply float around glaring at each other.
Those of you who aren’t acquainted with the land of Orf can get a good idea of what it’s like by browsing my photos from this strange and wonderful land.
(You’ll find thumbnail links below).
Abstract macro photography created with oil, water and dye.
Olympus E-3, Sigma 105 mm macro, 1/10 Sec, f/5.6, ISO 100
See more oil & water abstracts, (From the land of Orf)