Man on a Flyover Print

I didn't like this work when I finished it, all kinds of reasons but I can't remember them much now. I was on my own on a long train journey in mainland China, looking out the window. I recollect the train passing some satellite town of a bigger city. There was a flyover, not completed and by the look of it not going to be. A solitary man of 40 something stood on a precipitous ledge I think. Our gazes met and momentarily locked. I had the feeling something wasn't right. The train sped on. The experience stayed with me and caused me to attempt this painting. It became more about the rendering and less about the situation, I think this was the main reason for my dislike of the work. Revisiting it I can see urban and architectural interest in it and some pleasant handling of light and structures but the darkness of its inspiration is nowhere present.