Surprised! "Hey Buddy, What's With The Head?"

I went for a walk down the field this morning hoping for dewy shots. Forgot about them when I saw my first long-winged, conehead, bush-cricket. It was on the south facing wall but then half jumped, half flew onto my arm. It immediately started nibbling my skin, which felt wonderful. I imagine the sensation is bit like those fish pedicures. I presume it was sipping my sweat. I took lots of pics and have posted a couple elsewhere.

The above looks to me a bit painterly and reminds me slightly of Rousseau's Surprised! which I love.