There is a painting hung in the hallway near the main cafeteria of the hospital where I work called, Night at the Trading Post. It was painted in 1928 by the American Old West painter, Frank Tenney Johnson. Interestingly, while searching out the background of this work, I came to find out that the hospital actually owns the original. Very cool.
Anyhow, I walk by this work nearly everyday and I always look at it in passing because—prior to knowing who the painter was, or what the work was titled—I always wondered why the word ‘Poet’ was painted on the sign above the horse (click to enlarge)
After having looked up the artist and discovering what the title of the painting was, I have to admit, I felt a little silly for not taking a few minutes to solve my baffling question. Trading Post … of course.
Anyhow, I walk by this work nearly everyday and I always look at it in passing because—prior to knowing who the painter was, or what the work was titled—I always wondered why the word ‘Poet’ was painted on the sign above the horse (click to enlarge)
After having looked up the artist and discovering what the title of the painting was, I have to admit, I felt a little silly for not taking a few minutes to solve my baffling question. Trading Post … of course.
But truth be told, every time I pass by this painting, and despite having learned what the sign above the horse is meant to read, I can still mentally see Poet.
