I saw this old crippled gentleman, sound asleep in front of his house, on a chilly morning in Yalaha, Florida. I couldn't resist surreptitiously capturing him in a watercolor. I manipulated the scene quite a bit (e.g. leaving out his wheelchair) but that strange mask is depicted pretty much as it was. This picture tells a story, but I have no idea what that might be. I saw the name "Earl" on the mailbox, and he lived on Guava Street. The house has now been abandoned.