Must have been around 40 years ago and I can't remember what state or pool hall I was in, but there was a picture on the wall, looked like oil on canvas.
In the upper left portion it showed and old gloomy smoke filled room, a bar surrounded by spittoons, bartender asleep on chair and a regular passed out on a far table.
One old pool table with a shadowy figure playing what looked like a well dressed man with cash on the table. One thing stood out in this otherwise black and white painting was a small what looked like old 1x2 beaten up cue case, brown in color leaning against the wall in the corner.. Not a bright brown but very subtle, only noticeable if you're looking at it for awhile. A sign above the bar, POOL 25 cents an hour. Looked like the 1930's or 40's.
The rest of the picture showed that same shadowy figure leaving an absolute fleabag of a hotel at night, looked like it had been raining for days, dark and dreary with puddles here and there with only small circles of light under each lamp post that lined the narrow road, and up the hill you could see the dimly lit sign of the bus station, where he was headed. in one hand was a small duffle bag and over his shoulder that old cue case with just a tint of brown. It was so well done you could feel the desperation. This was not a so called roadie that left his house to do a road trip for a couple of weeks. This was his life! Everytime you looked at the picture you'd see something new, a dog asleep on a stoop, a woman watching from a window, etc.
I've never been able to find this painting and I wish I had it in my pool room, not the art work I see today!
In the upper left portion it showed and old gloomy smoke filled room, a bar surrounded by spittoons, bartender asleep on chair and a regular passed out on a far table.
One old pool table with a shadowy figure playing what looked like a well dressed man with cash on the table. One thing stood out in this otherwise black and white painting was a small what looked like old 1x2 beaten up cue case, brown in color leaning against the wall in the corner.. Not a bright brown but very subtle, only noticeable if you're looking at it for awhile. A sign above the bar, POOL 25 cents an hour. Looked like the 1930's or 40's.
The rest of the picture showed that same shadowy figure leaving an absolute fleabag of a hotel at night, looked like it had been raining for days, dark and dreary with puddles here and there with only small circles of light under each lamp post that lined the narrow road, and up the hill you could see the dimly lit sign of the bus station, where he was headed. in one hand was a small duffle bag and over his shoulder that old cue case with just a tint of brown. It was so well done you could feel the desperation. This was not a so called roadie that left his house to do a road trip for a couple of weeks. This was his life! Everytime you looked at the picture you'd see something new, a dog asleep on a stoop, a woman watching from a window, etc.
I've never been able to find this painting and I wish I had it in my pool room, not the art work I see today!
