Thursday, Element: blackness, Examples: The rooter's laughter.
First image, someone doing a wonky pose next to a rooster on a ball with a man lying on the ground in the background. I got nothing. Really. Nothing.
Second image, creepy rooster man with huge wings standing over woman tied to table in some sort of dungeon laboratory. Once again, there's a rooster watching in the corner.
Third image, rooster man and (cat?) man standing ver a woman in a grave. Another woman floats over her, either about to throw a sheet into the coffin or else maybe that's like a ghostly ethereal cloth. I first saw it as her the ghost of the woman in the coffin, being split from her, escaping from the mortal bonds, or possibly returning to the body.
Fourth image, the two seem to be talking about how to deal with the writhing ladies laying around. Are they dying? Or are they being revived? Or maybe they're just doing what classically rendered ladies do best.
Fifth, rooster man comes through the door, obviously in agony over the death of his love who has apparently fallen out of bed. Perhaps she's been killed by the chickens who are attempting to stand around non-chalantly.
Last, rooster peaks around the door, watching these people who I believe may be practicing the newest dance craze.
The juxtaposition of the giant rooster man against the realistically rendered environment and classical ladies is kind of a humorous one. At first glance, I'm guessing there's either some kind of sexual metaphor going on here with all the flailing naked ladies or else the rooster's trying to kill them or wake them up (from the dead?) because that's what roosters do. Given the title, maybe he's just making fun of the misery of the flailing ladies. I feel also like we may be getting the story in the wrong order.
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