Oil on Ampersand Gessobord, 5 x 7"
In my former suburban neighborhood observations made during a morning walk were subtle, mostly changing leaves and blooming flowers, hardly ever a person in sight. Here in the city, my street throbs with life, cars bump with rhythm, all manner of folk bob and weave up and down the avenue. Fade boring ‘burb wear, say yes to pink hair and tiger stripes. This young lady’s bicycle sports a cheery yellow bouquet of flowers on the handlebar.