It is both the tones, which bring all the many details into palatable discretion, and the tripartite tension of the main elements. Bleak, sad, and hopeful at the same time because maybe, just maybe, he is going home a bonne heure by the happy round-faced clock and will soon step out of his vertical rectangularity.
I love this one. The colour palette, the man, the complicated mechanical wires and train track and even the time on the clock pushing forward rush hour and getting home from work, a commute, routines. Really good shot.
Seems so strange to find a lone passenger waiting for a train, at what is presumably supposed to be rush hour (at least judging by the time on the clock). I love train stations
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