Opening the door, he stands in the main room, holding the keys. He is wearing his Tuesday tie, the one that matches his vest so well, and yet nobody has ever noticed it nor stopped to compliment him on his choice.
The only times they talk to him is when they cannot find something. Even then, they don't see him. Not really. He is merely an answering apparatus. They have no idea he won first place in that competition. They don't know he carries the certificate in his breast pocket, in case someone, some day, asks him.
27 years in the same place; day in, day out, 6 days a week. How many mornings is that?
He looks around him at the painfully familiar surroundings, and goes to unlock the cash register.
Perhaps today will be different.
13 comments:
You have me intrigued - now tell me more.
Valerie
What a fabulous watercolor. I could learn a lot from you. And such an intriguing story to go with it.
I like the direction your work is heading. Great texture in the background but keeping the focus on the interesting expression.
Nava, I love how you tied in the haunting, sad sort of narrative to the expressive facial features of this man who has no doubt, lived and walked some years and miles.
So well done- so much feeling.
PS- I've left comments on previous posts but they never showed up. Oh, well, it's the mystery of blogville.
I just wanted to let you know that I visit and really like what you present.
Hope your foot is doing better...
I thought I liked the painting before I read the story! Wow - really does add.
And you know I'm against the whole reading the description thing.
I hope to commented on his matching clothes. He sounds an awfully lot like me.
Wow, a beautiful and intriguing watercolor and I do believe that you have a gift of writing also.
THANKS, ALL! I guess I must have done something right with this one. Now, if I could only figure out what - and how to do it again...
Val, but you know I never give the whole story...
Carol, Welcome - do you have a blog too?
Myrna, yeah, I'm working on making my backgrounds more interesting without them being too distracting. Not an easy challenge...
Bonnie, Um... I do have two blogs (the other one can be found here. SO, your comments do get duly recorded, and I do look forward to them!
The JohnnyB, cool - I tried to not take away from the painting by overly verbalizing. Whew - glad I managed this one.
OnPainting, really??
Vicki, well, I try. :-)
Yes, Nava, you did something right on this one. It's bold color and paint application, strong value contrast, and interesting texture. And eyes are important. Ya did dramatic eyes. Well done oh watercolornfy
brave heart!
Yea, I saw that weird word but did not know how to edit it once I posted my comment. How it is suppose to read is: "Well done oh water color brave heart!"
Oh, my. I so love love did I say LOVE this! I am so happy you had a larger version so I could swoom in cinemax. I love everything about it. The story. I.m a sucker for the invisible people so you had me at your subject, but what you did was make him so achingly visible amidst the suggestion of letters, narrative going on all around him. I can see why he won the prize. Take a bow.
To paint with words like you do - as well as brush such life over a piece of paper!!! YEAH! Way to go.
Not only the painting but the story of the man is really touching. I looked again at that tie and vest. Yes, I can see how carefully he matched them. If I see him I will definitely comment on it. And now I'm commenting to you - well done! You took us on a little journey with this one.
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