I drew the picture "The Amateur Photographer in Loriot's Style" with black fineliner. A hilly landscape and a tree are indicated with just a few strokes. In the centre of the picture, a cow is running with its tail raised vertically. Her facial expression reveals that she is grumpy. She has recently taken a man by the horns and hurled him into the air.
The man's name is Anton B., as the caption reveals, and he is flying through the picture on the right-hand side. His camera is still hanging around his neck. His cap and left sandal are flying through the air next to him. Anton's expression betrays nothing of his feelings. He gives the impression that none of this concerns him. The back of his trousers have split open.
The seat of his trousers was already very threadbare from all the sitting. The chair in Anton's office has a recess into which his bum fits perfectly. Anton has other trousers - all worn out in the same place. They will all burst open in the near future.