Most nights I arrange the items on the kitchen counter to see what sort of shadows I'll get in the morning. It's sort of a random process - things get moved around and whatever I was trying to do gets ruined, the sun isn't right, it's cloudy, etc. Rotate the picture in your mind ninety degrees clockwise and then ninety degrees counterclockwise, and hopefully you'll notice the profiles; sort of a pair of Easter Island portraits in silhouette.
Or, without rotation, a little guy in a boat on heavy seas.
Haunting.
I once watched a film (16mm) about Easter Island. About half-way through, the reel flew off the projector sending us all into mysterious hysteria.
I’ll never think about Easter Island without that memory.
Your shadow is right on!
Must be some of those figures to have fallen to the ground? – Easter Island emperors, that is …