Rawhide | Parched plains Ghostly drover Trail encounter |
F
ound painted on the window of a failed and empty dry cleaning establishment, a lonesome cowboy no longer has dirty garments to herd. A sad fate for the romanticized icon of the American west, but fortuitous for me as I incorporated the representation into a Mondrian-like motif of inner and outer circumstances, exploring issues of transparency.
“Don't try to understand 'em,
Just rope and throw and grab 'em,
Soon we'll be living high and wide.
Boy my heart's calculatin'
My true love will be waitin', be waiting at the end of my ride.” - Ned Washington
