A whimsical scene takes a dark turn in "Mister Wrath Droop." A large Victorian man, his features contorted in rage, finds himself transformed into a grumpy balloon. He floats amongst a sea of colorful companions, all blissfully unaware of his inner turmoil.
 
The juxtaposition of his fury with the carefree celebration creates a humorous yet oddly poignant image. Is Mister Wrath Droop simply having a bad day, or is there a deeper meaning to his inflatable indignation?