Alice and Caterpillar.... long looked on each other, without a word. at last, Caterpillar took out a hookah from her mouth and slowly as half sleeping, has started talking: - Who... You.... are? - Caterpillar asked. - Right now, I dont know, madam, - answered Alice, - I know, whom I was this morning, but since then I changed few times already. - What you invent? - strictly asked Caterpillars. - you in mind?! - I do not know, - Alice answered. - Should be, in stranger. You see.... - I dont see, - Caterpillar told. - I am afraid that I cant explain you all, - politely said Alice. - I am myself, understand nothing. So much transformations into one day will confuse anyone. - Won't bring down, - Caterpillar told. - You didn't face it yet, - explained Alice. - But when you ll turn to a doll, and then in the butterfly, it will seems strange to you too. - Not at all! - Caterpillar told. - Well, probably, - Alice told. - I only know that for me it would be strange. - To you! - Caterpillar with contempt repeated. - and who you are? It returned them to the conversation beginning...."
Every detail of color, position, and posture serve the picture title with the right emphasis. It has a real middle-eastern feel to it that implies nothing is as it seems. What a great character personation. You really did your homework on set design. I'd enjoy taking on a conversation with your feature figure of the photo.