A grotesque, obese pig butcher with a macabre, painted-on smile, sporting crooked, broken teeth and pursed lips, locks eyes with the viewer beneath a warm, golden glow. The butcher's knife, smeared with crimson, leans against a worn, blood-stained apron. Unnatural, bulky, and disfigured, the pig's body strains against its clothes, which are stained and tattered, while its features seem deliberately exaggerated, akin to a warping of photographic reality. The backdrop of the butcher shop appears to be a disarrayed assortment of human limbs and organs, draped carelessly across a counter or stacked haphazardly against shelves. In the foreground, several human parts, like opened, sliced, or disassembled organs, lie scattered on a counter, alongside mangled limbs, resembling a hackneyed nightmare. The overall atmosphere is one of macabre and puerile unease, mangled reflections, thick with symbolism, mystery, and intrigue.