Mensch und Fisch

Late one night I was walking on Boulevard Saint Germain in Paris. I passed a restaurant. It was closed and dark inside. In the windowsill was a fishbowl, with one lonely fish swimming in it. I talked a bit to him. To cheer him up. I should have known fish don't care about humans. So in the end I shouted :'Stupid fish' to him. Went home and made this drawing.