Xavier, or Some Good Deeds Do Go Unpunished
Long story. Bear with me or move along…
Yesterday I promised Ponytail that I would bring lunch for him and Hollywood. He seemed a bit down, more so than usual. So I picked up an extra-large pizza, heated it up at work today, and set out in my car to find them. Of course, they were not where they said they would be. Why would they?
I drove a few blocks either way, until I spied an individual pushing a shopping cart. I didn't recognize him, but I rolled the window down to talk to him.
"Hey man, have you seen Hollywood or Ponytail?"
"Hollywood? He's right here."
Hollywood indeed was standing right next to the man (his name is Ron). I gave him the pizza and a 6 pack of root beer, and made him promise that he would save some for Ponytail. He probably didn't, but what else can I do?
As I was speaking to them, I saw an individual a couple of buildings away. He was staring at us, and I assumed he was going to give me shit for "encouraging" the homeless. So I went to speak to him.
I was wrong again. I met Xavier, a local artist who is working on a commissioned mural for Chicago House, a local Social Service agency that helps the homeless. I had asked Xavier for a portrait before, but he told me he did not have the time to stop. He appreciated the fact that I let him be, and did not take a picture without his permission. So he relented this time.
Xavier was painting his mural outside for lighting sake. He explained the light outside, especially on a cloudy day, is much more even and uniform compared to what he could do inside, and he can back up and study the entire scope of the mural easier.
We spoke on a multitude of topics, from rent prices in the city compared to the suburbs, to the difference between the homeless in our neighborhood compared to downtown.
If you've made it this far, thank you for bearing with my ramblings. If not, well, that's your loss.