When I was downtown the other day I shot some pictures of people in hoodies.  This guy caught my attention immediately because of the color red.

As I painted I begin to ponder my subject, asking questions about him, imagining his story.  Denver has a park across from the Capital Building that has large Grecian columns and fountains, reminding you of great civilizations of the past.  I pondered about this man who was sitting under some of those giant columns.  (Unemployed, perhaps homeless, poor)  I imagined that thousands of years ago another man sat under similar columns in the town square, also unemployed, homeless, and poor.   We live in such a different world today in so many ways and yet some things just never change.