I made this illustration following an encounter with a cow who seemed to be grappling with the same life issues that I confront daily: mind-numbing, IQ-lowering, complete and utter boredom.
On my way to college I saw this cow standing in a field, with eyes as big and round as saucers.
This in itself was not unusual. Herds of cows roam our campus, unfettered, and unfazed by hordes of students and vehicles alike. Often groups of cows or bulls blockade the roads and paths, supremely unconcerned and seemingly unaware of the chaos they cause. Occasionally, a minor pandemonium ensues if any of them are somehow goaded to rampage.
What was strange was that the cow was eating a large sheet of soft cardboard, despite being surrounded by ostensibly succulent grass. It was the sort of cardboard that is used to make moving boxes: light brown with a shedding skin of dust.
My interest was piqued. I approached the cow slowly, cautiously.
She must have noticed me observing her because she lifted her head and fixed me with large lugubrious eyes. She looked, quite simply, as if the tedium of life were killing her by inches. The ennui in her world-weary gaze was that of an intellectual starved of mental stimulation for a decade.
Deciding that I was beneath her notice, she resumed chewing on the cardboard, staring away into the distance. I surmised that she had forgone her natural biological diet in favour of more exotic artificial alternatives from sheer boredom.
I guess even cows have existential crises.