the bee

yesterday after work i saw this bee on the stairs. i thought it was dead and guessed it might be cool to scan. this is how my mind works - always in search of art! i picked it up with a piece of paper and it gripped the paper. it wasn't dead! of course, thinking about it now, what could i have done for it? cpr? the defib paddles? i brought it to the scanner. it crawled around the platen while i took some images. none of the images were very good, and i left the bee alone. i went about my evening, took a shower, drew some cubes, ate taquitos and watched "drive" (tivo'd) with kara, went to sleep. this morning i saw that the bee had crawled off the scanner and onto my desk. with a piece of paper i put it back on the scanner. it's still alive! had yellow or eliot toyed with it yesterday at some point, given it grievous internal injuries? are merely its wings broken? what are my responsibilities here? perhaps merely to immortaize the insect. i don't know enough about the scanner to guess why the background is blue when the bee is on its back and gray when it is on its ventral side. the images still aren't that good. all the same, i will flip it over again now, so it can crawl away and die as it will. i'm done torturing it.

and yesterday this happened in a town where i happen to once have lived, some years ago. i would repeat what i said here, more or less.