While biking my way to CicLAVia 2011, I noticed this painting of a sad clown—well, maybe he’s more disgruntled or annoyed, but definitely not happy—discarded amidst a quartet of dumpsters in the Montecito Heights Recreation Center.

When I returned four hours later, the painting was no longer there (and it wasn’t trash day). I choose to believe it found a home, and that, perhaps, it’s a bit less sad.