Shūden
“Shūden is the name for the last train. After it, the city keeps you until morning. I painted the man standing at the edge of the yellow strip, rucksack o…
€800 — Popsan
“Shūden is the name for the last train. After it, the city keeps you until morning. I painted the man standing at the edge of the yellow strip, rucksack on his back, at the exact spot where you wait without knowing whether you are early or already too late. A train stands on the left; I haven’t decided whether it is his. What interested me was the neon opposite, lighting a platform no one crosses any more, and the overhead wires cutting across the sky like strokes of ink. The rest I held in blues and grey-greens, almost black, so that the yellow of the floor would be the only line that asserts anything. A line you don’t cross, and that you will have to cross all the same.” A station platfor…
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