It seems that we have a parking lot philosopher in our midst.
Or a prognosticator, like the developer of this film from 1955:
Or maybe a music fan. There are a few songs by that title kicking around. Some worse than others. (I'll let you do the YouTubing to find out.)
But regardless of which category the painter falls into, I wonder about the choice of medium. Why a rusty iron pole? Why the CVS parking lot?
The more I walk around in this world, the more questions I have.