At the corner of 5th and Oakland in Austin TX, there is a house that sits like a leftover from the past, resting in the light of a rectangular moon. A moon that wants us to buy something, whatever is currently posted on it’s surface. As I was working on this image, I imagined there was some homeless guy in there trying to get some shelter from the wind and cold and I saw him lay down on a dirty old wood floor, trying to sleep for a little while, having the glare from that big rectangular moon shine down upon him.
I wonder if this house is being torn down or restored? Either way – whatever comes next, it will be for someone who can pay for it and if there is someone sleeping in there now, with torn clothes, dirty beard and a head full of lost dreams, it won’t be for much longer.
Lay down your head, morning’s coming soon / sleep underneath a rectangular moon
a wallet with pictures of children and wife; old faded memories of an old faded life,
found in the hand of a man sleeping there, far out of sight and yet he’s right here
and no one around will ever know what he was thinking as he laid there alone
maybe he dreamed better days would come soon,
as he died in his sleep in a cold empty room,
alone underneath a rectangular moon
Yep, I can be overly dramatic as well, but I don’t care. I made it up, but it’s all true. It happens all the time and we all just go on with life. Business as usual.
Color pencil on paper