ive been told that this image is one of the creepiest things i have ever photographed, but i kinda like him. in fact, the more people tell me that they hate it, the closer i feel to The Moldy Fun Bunny, in front of his yellow box. no one seems to notice that he is sharply dressed, and a little bit more human than meets the eye.

his weirdness makes him excitingly familiar, and his creepiness makes me feel safe standing behind him. or beside him. he is the proof that i'm here, and hes the compass.