Oh, Snap (Part Two)
The pictures are beautiful. The problem is that each one is so completely satisfying as it is that it hardly makes sense to make an exact copy of to try to improve upon any one of them. They make an interesting story. If you go backwards from earliest to latest, they tell a story of redemtion, of Crosby on the edge (a majority of them take place in the crucial year, 2007) and then pulling himself back slowly until in the last frame he is literally rising out of a field of sunflowers. Sunflowers happen to be my favorite plant on earth; they will follow the sun as it it crosses the sky. So anthropomorphic.