After my everyday painting of the bridge, life’s chores and bores took precendent. The government and the city trying to bring me down. Rust and dirt and the fog melting my paints. It is a good thing we all have a few friends around.
I did paint. I finished a set of wooden cut-outs. I painted on cardboard and I worked on new concepts for an upcoming mural.
I also made a new painting. IN. OUT. I feel happy about it.