I don't know where to start with this photo of Bobby Evans, but it all leads to the quizzical place in my mind where things don't really have to make sense. He's sitting on a neatly wrapped parcel, his foot is resting on what may be a letter, he's holding a garment, and he's wearing a hat, the type of which I can't make out. And then there's that expression. Somehow, it works. Lynes was a genius.
I'm hearing "Return to Sender" in my mind-Dee Exx
ReplyDeleteLOL, and he hasn't even opened the parcel. Maybe the letter put him off.
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