A few weeks ago I visited the Middelheim Museum in Antwerp. It is a well-known open-air museum providing an interesting overview of more than one hundred years of visual arts, mostly sculptures.
It is astonishing that the entrance is free of charge as we live in a country with one of the highest income taxes on work in the world. Our politicians are really aces/asses in finding new income for the ever-hungry state.
While walking I noticed this leaf and it reminds me of a face.
I did my laundry this evening and when I went to put my wash in the tumble dryer I saw him.
An old man somewhere in his seventies I guess. Sitting there, waiting, bent forward, elbows resting on his thighs. And he looks so damned sad.
In some way he reminds me of my father; maybe the glasses or the receding hair, I have no idea.
Why is he sad? Is he alone? Is he thinking about his late spouse? His youth? Confronted with the simple fact he has no future anymore, not at that age anyway.
Maybe he has another story, something amazing but I didn’t care to ask.
I left and went home to my own stories.
Had a beer.
Then I realized…
There is this black SUV parked every day, next to where I live.
I noticed this leaf lying on the hood.
Yellow on black yet on the photograph the black seems steel-blue, a nice contrast.
This image was made with an Acer S500 Cloudmobile.
I reposted this one as I trashed it by accident.