It's that time of year again, when an entire Earth hemisphere perpetrates a mass cutting and slaughter of plants, euphemistically known as "the harvest." Fruit is stripped from helpless trees, and vast fields succumb to blades of monster machines. Seed-nourishers are ripped from their patches and cut from their vines. The vegetable violence is horrific, but it is justified in order to feed the masses of animals and humans.
But the plants know. They know that their lives are enslaved to the plant consumers. The air is filled with the distressed pheromones of the green world. The melons are carried off like spoils of war, the carrots ripped from Mother Earth screaming. It is not carnage...it is leaf and fruitage and rootage.
She knows, the squash knows. She has been cleft in half by the deadly metal edge, and now you see her revenge. The inner jaws are waiting for you. She will carve you as you have carved her. The Squash is on the way!
Black tech pen ink on sketchbook page, 3" x 4", October 17, 2016.