Rob, I really! like this one, very thought provoking, and again your technique has bee done to perfection. tigs=^..^

Rob excellent work very well done.

Some days I feel like that but, luckily, I haven't had to use a can much lately. This one appears to be handmade, probably by this guy. It's funny but when I clicked on that link you provided, Rob, instead of this image showing up, the photo that was there is the exact photo that our state museum used years ago to be the entry image for a permanent exhibit about homesteading and the years between the world wars; "Mike Sullinger, who has a farm near Carson, North Dakota, looking for rain (1936 July)", Rothstein, Arthur, 1915-1985, photographer.

-Nik

.....it's funny but when I clicked on that link you provided, Rob, instead of this image showing up, the photo that was there is the exact photo that our state museum......

Aaahhhh.....huuummmm.....hmpfffff....kinda somehow #! ..mumble grumble got my hyperlink in knot who knows what kinda dark and mysterious places you can end up in ....dang fangled hyperlink gave it a good whack with my 3 dimensional spanner (had to compensate for the time dilation) but as far as I reckon should bring you to the right place and time. Should that fail Nik there's always the yellow brick road. Have to go now there are men trying to break down my door one of them has got a jacket with him with these weird long sleeves.....really got to run...

Rob

Hi Nik (heavy breathing...)... grabbed my mobile phone on the way out logged into Caedes (hiding behind a dumpster) just to let you know they didn't catch me dang the screen gives a lot of light got to hang up now.

Rob

Boy this looks so real - you sure are the master of this type of work

At first glance, this fellow reminded me of the great character actor Roberts Blossom. Maybe best known as the silent old man in the movie Home Alone, he was also great in one of my favorite westerns, The Quick and the Dead. And I can remember a time when solitary old men like this were common. Somehow they'd outlived their wives and finished out their lonely existence seen, but not seen. Factory workers and blue collar tradesmen of all kinds took their pensions and slowly withered into obscurity and finally the grave, barely noticed or remembered. They helped build this country though, and are do some recognition. My own paternal grandfather was of a very similar type, but didn't outlive his wife. Born and raised on a farm in North Dakota, barely educated and far too familiar with cards, booze & cigarettes, he had a single son, who didn't want to follow in his father's footsteps. They sold the homestead and moved to southern California in the '40's, taking jobs at Lockheed as riveters on the Hudson bomber. Jobs were plentiful then, but low wage, and you could get hired even into your 60's. But like with this fellow, it was merely subsistence, with an even more brutal retirement to follow. The good old days weren't.