Spirits

I am super poor at the moment, and running out of pictures in my collection that I haven't used before. I was looking to have poorer children in this one, so I have used some pictures from www.shorpy.com for the childrens bodies and the heads of the middle two Children.

Mid West

I just had to make something with todays new scans, I did a postcard style pictures based on American Ghost towns again, something I am so into at the moment.
I had songs like "The Ballad of Hollis Brown" in mind for this one


You looked for work and money, and walked a rugged mile,
Your children are you hungry that they don’t know how to smile,
Your babies crying louder now, its pounding on your brain,
your wifes screams are stabbing you like the dirty, driving rain,

North Country Blues

Come gather round friends
And I’ll tell you a tale
Of when the red iron pits ran plenty
But the cardboard filled windows
And old men on the benches
Tell you now that the whole town is empty

In the north end of town
My own children are grown
But I was raised on the other
In the wee hours of youth
My mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother

The iron ore poured
As the years passed the door
The drag lines an’ shovels they was a-humming
’Til one day my brother
Failed to come home
The same as my father before him

So the mining gates locked
And the red iron rotted
And the room smelled heavy from drinking
Where the sad, silent song
Made the hour twice as long
As I waited for the sun to go sinking

The summer is gone
The ground’s turning cold
The stores one by one they’re a-foldin’
My children will go
As soon as they grow
Well, there ain’t nothing here now to hold them

- Bob Dylan