Nowhere Man #14237

Matted, canvas, & high gloss metal prints available. Questions?



The Story

A closed down garage has a specially reserved parking place waiting for someone. The white paint turns to thinned out see-through chalk as the red paint continues to fade away. The door has lost its knob, the phone is on hold, and the endless hang goes on and on. Patience can sometimes ride with Weathering and Rust as partners.

Someone will have a hot seat in the red metal chair when they arrive, if they ever do. As always, the baking summer sun keeps the heat turned up relentlessly. Certainly the refrigerating winter snow is bound to take over later on.

It’s a neighborhood garage, simply waiting with sign in hand. Someone has left and now the outside chair awaits the return of a small town General MacArthur. The world continues to go by and the grass continues grow; it’s a stage set in red against stark white.

Taken in Door County, Wisconsin, in bright summer sun.

Addendum: I’ve decided the above story is a bit too sad and empty. So, some imagination is needed to lift this image and story to another place…same stage set but a different play script.

Imagine a young girl about eight with her light blonde hair in pigtails and legs in play jeans. She’s sitting in the chair eating her summer favorite, a cherry red popsicle. It always makes her happy so her legs swing as she smiles directly at you, the viewer.

There now. Happiness and feeling content. That’s better.

Image and text ©Andrew N Dierks

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