This is a deconstructed fish. It is not quite analytic cubism. It is inspired by an interview I had about 10 years ago. The employer asked me about a piece of work that had a fish in it. Among other things I mentioned how i identified with fish and how my dad threw baby fish he caught over the bank to allow the other fish to get larger by limiting competition. I said I used to rescue them and throw them back into the pond when he wasn’t looking. I also mentioned how fish are like aliens who live in a parallel dimension and that I don’t like eating them after watching my dad clean them once. She literally gasped as if I am a dim wit and had crossed some invisible line that proved I was some sort of latent murderer. She obviously saw that I have a lazy eye and had decided that it meant I couldn’t be trusted because I was obviously uncomfortable talking to her as she stared at me. It also didn’t matter that I was a good decade ahead of all of her art employees in design and computer skills and that I had already established that I would work for entry level wages. The moral of the story is don’t tell people what analytic cubism is actually about when you are applying for a job that pays minimum wage. They won’t understand. I have dealt with this kind of nonsense my entire career and it is why i have worked mostly under the table for screen printers in the middle of nowhere. Does this fish scare you? It should. Rubs hands vigorously.