2 - Hair of the Old Dog

Not sure I want to get into justifying or explaining the origins of the pieces, so straight away here's ...

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2 - Hair of the Old Dog
 

Caught off-guard by an unseen camera, and in the digital equivalent of 1/125th of a second at f.8 the world came crashing down about his head, held in his hands now, and leaving him with no vestige of what was going on it when captured. Taken; pixelated; changed forever by Gestalt realization, with no air-brushing away of the horrible truth. Reaching out, with nothing within arms-length but a quieting bottle of uncorked solace, he seeks comfort in its dregs. “Here’s lookin’ at ya!” he groans in the mirror, and applies the dye.