Cubist Painting of Night and Day Landscape with Figure

The Construction Trench Where I Sleep (Wolfgang Ambros, 1976)

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  The Construction Trench Where I Sleep (Wolfgang Ambros, 1976)
  
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  Prompt: When night gives way to day in the morning and the first ray of sun chases off the last of the twilight, I wake up in the construction trench where I sleep. The migrant workers arrive, and I have to slip away, or else they’ll report me. So I crawl out and clean off the dirt as best I can. That is how I rise—in the construction trench where I sleep—that is how I rise. I haven’t shaved or washed in ten days, and I own nothing but a bottle of rum in my coat pocket. I treat myself to that for breakfast; afterwards, I bum a cigarette and a shilling. And people come toward me, advancing like a wall. I am the only one walking toward them, or so it seems. Yet I summon my courage and close my eyes as I take the first step. It makes no difference at all whether I work or not; praying is enough to earn a bowl of thin monastery soup. Leave me be, for today they are filling in my construction trench. Leave me be. (((no text in image at all)))
  
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Prompt: When night gives way to day in the morning and the first ray of sun chases off the last of the twilight, I wake up in the construction trench where I sleep. The migrant workers arrive, and I have to slip away, or else they’ll report me. So I crawl out and clean off the dirt as best I can. That is how I rise—in the construction trench where I sleep—that is how I rise. I haven’t shaved or washed in ten days, and I own nothing but a bottle of rum in my coat pocket. I treat myself to that for breakfast; afterwards, I bum a cigarette and a shilling. And people come toward me, advancing like a wall. I am the only one walking toward them, or so it seems. Yet I summon my courage and close my eyes as I take the first step. It makes no difference at all whether I work or not; praying is enough to earn a bowl of thin monastery soup. Leave me be, for today they are filling in my construction trench. Leave me be. (((no text in image at all)))

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When night gives way to day in the morning and the first ray of sun chases off the last of the twilight, I wake up in the construction trench where I sleep. The migrant workers arrive, and I have to slip away, or else they’ll report me. So I crawl out and clean off the dirt as best I can. That is how I rise—in the construction trench where I sleep—that is how I rise. I haven’t shaved or washed in ten days, and I own nothing but a bottle of rum in my coat pocket. I treat myself to that for breakfast; afterwards, I bum a cigarette and a shilling. And people come toward me, advancing like a wall. I am the only one walking toward them, or so it seems. Yet I summon my courage and close my eyes as I take the first step. It makes no difference at all whether I work or not; praying is enough to earn a bowl of thin monastery soup. Leave me be, for today they are filling in my construction trench. Leave me be. (((no text in image at all)))

More about The Construction Trench Where I Sleep (Wolfgang Ambros, 1976)

Prompt in a translated version from Austrian.

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Wolfgang Ambros, Die Kinettn wo i schlof

A highly detailed, intricate, and stylized painting in a modern cubist style depicts a man holding a bottle and cigarette, looking towards a crowd of people in front of a factory with many buildings and a bright sun in the sky. To the left, there is a street with a few buildings, a man wearing a black suit and a top hat, a full moon, and three stars in the sky. In the night sky, there are also two birds and two skeletons flying in the air. The man with the bottle is wearing a long dark blue jacket. The crowd of people are wearing hats and looking forward. Some people are holding shovels, and there is a man behind these people pushing a cart. The sky has a cubist style with triangular clouds, and the buildings follow the same cubist style as well. The colors are predominantly dark blue, orange, brown, and green, creating a moody and somewhat somber atmosphere. There are also a baby and a dog in the painting.