What's that dude doing lying on his mattress? is that where he sleeps? Is he waiting for his date? Does he have a problem with reality?
Look at his surroundings. They lack the nitty gritty of everyday life, getting up for the job, caring about everyday concerns. Beauty is beauty, but still, this lacks the quivering link all art has with truth and reality.
Maybe he should put his pants on and come out to the bar? Bring his girl along too. Buy a few drinks. Does he expect the spirits on distant moons now to speak to him? Or has he grown cynical and no longer cares? Has he decided a good fino or arguadiente would be more to his taste? Maybe a shade of chilled blue, vodka that is.
We probe, and probe, and get nowhere. But we can make good photos of distant stars. While down below, here on Earth, we struggle with our ancient existential problems. That guy on the mattress looks like he has found his nesting place. An ideal escape.
The Wulfshead club is a well known watering hole for all the strange and unusual people in the world. And for those just passing through... No one's quite sure exactly where the club itself is located, and the very anonymous management likes to keep it that way, but there are authorized access points at locations all around the world, if you know where to look. And if your name's on the approved list. ~Simon Green, Daemons Are Forever
What's that dude doing lying on his mattress? is that where he sleeps? Is he waiting for his date? Does he have a problem with reality?
ReplyDeleteLook at his surroundings. They lack the nitty gritty of everyday life, getting up for the job, caring about everyday concerns. Beauty is beauty, but still, this lacks the quivering link all art has with truth and reality.
Maybe he should put his pants on and come out to the bar? Bring his girl along too. Buy a few drinks. Does he expect the spirits on distant moons now to speak to him? Or has he grown cynical and no longer cares? Has he decided a good fino or arguadiente would be more to his taste? Maybe a shade of chilled blue, vodka that is.
We probe, and probe, and get nowhere. But we can make good photos of distant stars. While down below, here on Earth, we struggle with our ancient existential problems. That guy on the mattress looks like he has found his nesting place. An ideal escape.
But has he?
Perhaps the man is just simply caught in a dream, sir.
ReplyDeleteMaybe he is dreaming about what he had the night before for dinner. Or about that girl he has asked on a date.
Maybe he is just dreaming about the last half billion years.
Or is it the last half billion years dreaming him?