I left Robert Eringer at the Georgetown Inn, and set out to paint the moonrise madness. I found it, lurking over the haunted Mental Asylum called St. Elizabeth's Mental Hospital.
Problem was, there was only one view of the hospital for which I could get a glimpse.
I had the driver pull up so I could get a better view.
I felt like a voyeur; peering through the giant Iron Gates. The Moon rising behind the hospital in the hazy DC sky. The Silence; deafening.
My driver asked me why I wanted to stop here. He'd never ever stopped here before, in his life!
I got out and grabbed my camera and tripod.
There were some lights on inside the hospital. I wondered who was home? Who knew what activity was taking place inside?
Strange thoughts entered my mind, and then exited. (fortunately).
The only thing I heard outside was from critters in the bushes, and a strange chattering sound which turned out to be the knocking knees of my driver, who nervously awaited for me beside his big black Lincoln Town Car.
He just kept sayin', "Man, you must be crazy coming out here like this". I ignored him. But he kept on exclaiming about how dangerous this neighborhood is--especially at night! in his nice Town Car.
We was foolish!
I asked him if he'd mind waiting for me while I hopped the fence and took a look around. He yelped, "Don you go in there, they's rattlesnakes roamin' 'round.
I glanced back at him and said jokingly, "But I'm Mad! Besides, it looks kinda homey!
"Man!", he said, "the only homey ya gonna see around here, will steel your camera, your money, and your life"....
--but I'm just worried about ma car!
Convinced of the intelligence he imparted, I quickly gathered up my gear and got the hell outta there!
Full Moon Over St. Elizabeths
Collection of Robert Eringer
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