Original artwork, not a still
City Aphorisms, Eleventh Selection, New York • 1993
In retirement, I look for days off from my days off.
Behind the line
What it means
Our interpretation.
A wry observation about how leisure can become its own kind of labor. Retirement, expected to bring endless rest, instead produces a new craving for escape, poking fun at how restlessness follows a person even after the working years end.
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