Hypocrisy Doesn't Flourish Here

It's difficult to be a hypocrite in Crosshatch City, simply because your physical appearance always gives you away. This gentleman believed that he could convey an image of carefree abandon on a trip to the park with some colleagues from the office. However, the size and shape of his head in particular marked him out as a human calculator who had in fact never enjoyed doing anything since 1983.

Food!

This picture is fairly self-explanatory. This young lady, called Marcy, loves food more than anything else. Her level of excitement in the ice-cream shop was palpable.

What Falling in Love Does to Your Head

Falling in love in Crosshatch City can be risky. Constant daydreaming about your beloved leads to a peculiar buzzing in the brain and an increasing lightness of the head. The infatuated one's thoughts drift constantly up into the clouds, and eventually the head separates completely from the neck and follows the direction of the thoughts. The head floats a couple of metres above the body, and sometimes gets blown far away by a strong gust of wind. So it is that the infatuated often needs help from more rational (and probably loveless) members of society to retrieve their heads.

Following the Thoughts

Ballooniks - Or, Not All People From Crosshatch Are Gloomy

Ballooniks in the Sky

As the title of this blog post suggest, not all people from Crosshatch are gloomy. Some are full of life and happiness. Buoyed up constantly by positive emotions, they gradually expand with happiness and become like balloons filled with helium. They can be seen floating cheerfully through the sky.

They don't always float about. In general, they do exactly what they want all the time. They've somehow found a method of avoiding employment at all costs and fill their time with hobbies and pleasant activities instead. This fellow was seen simply rollerskating around the park, humming to himself and smiling at babies.

The Heavyhead on the Underground Train

The Heavyhead on the Underground

This Heavyhead lady was seated on the Underground Train, and didn't look up once. She was lost in heavy thinking. The child beside the woman, though displaying a large head, remained hopeful and interested in the world around her.

The Heavyhead People

In Crosshatch City, the appearance of the inhabitants change according to their dominant mood. Those of a gloomy disposition slowly grow huge, heavy heads that weigh them down. Here are two such individuals, observed in their natural environment. Both were slowly going about their business, but both their minds were occupied by some pressing worry.

Heavyhead No. 1
By Patrick Fawcett

Heavyhead No. 2
By Patrick Fawcett