Listening For The Sound Of Change

I had my car serviced Friday the 13th and spent my time in the waiting room drawing. I added color when I returned home. It beats watching THE VIEW with the sound down and/or everyone else pretending they are there alone. Ever catch yourself just listening? Maybe it seems like your ear is attuned to something you only think you hear. Maybe we just want change so much we artificially manufacture it which, of course, makes it no change at all. Change is good, they say, but it is really? What IS the sound of change? This is a roughly 8 by 6 inches gel pen drawing with color pencil added. It's another piece of Original Jones Art as he listens with head cocked and ears straining in the northwest suburbs of Austin, Texas.