Travelling home
Posted by Richard on | June 28, 2007
Sometimes when I’m travelling home from work on the tram I see a man carrying a painting get on. It’s quite a regular occurrence, sometimes several times a week. There doesn’t seem to be a pattern to where he gets on but its usually between 6 and 8 o’clock. The paintings are different every time.
Generally they are A3 size. Sometimes they are framed in decorative gold, sometimes they are not. He always carried them with one hand clutching the string at the back. Yesterday it was wrapped in clear plastic. There is nothing special about the way he looks. His hair is naturally grey but un-naturally burgundy/brown to the eye. His paintings are mostly landscapes, oils I think.
I quite like him. I always get a wry smile when I think about him. Irrespective of what his pictures look like or how you define art, there is something curiously interesting about a man with a painting regularly shuffling across a dark wet street to take his place in the crowded isle of sombre commuters swaying in unison. It makes me think about things.
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June 29th, 2007 @ 10:39 am
Maybe he is a framer? Maybe he smugggles drugs inside the paintings? Maybe he sits somewhere different in Melbourne each day and knocks a painting out?
Maybe he loosk acros the tram and and thinks “there is something curiously interesting about a man with crutches regularly shuffling across a dark wet street to take his place in the crowded isle of sombre commuters swaying in unison.”