My boyfriend's best friend just got married and they used these predators as their cake toppers. The bride even decorated them to match what they were wearing!
What does the photographer want us to feel when we look at this? Is the tangled kite some kind of a metaphor for her life? Was she somehow riding the giant kite and got stuck in the forest? Who would ride a giant kite next to a bunch of trees, anyway? In conclusion, I strongly dislike forced whimsy.