Here I am, being nostalgic again. As we were packing the car with a load of *stuff* to take to the new place, I saw my landlord’s chair, against the stone wall. He’s had it there all the years we lived there, probably many years before, and now….
It got me thinking of how the neighborhood had been good subject matter for my artwork. I didn’t have to go too far for inspiration.
So, for those of you who haven’t seen them, a parting glance of a little street, in a very big city: