We lived near the park. It was an older house, they had not bothered to upgrade the heating system to accommodate the second floor being converted to a separate apartment. But in the late spring and early fall, the little front porch, barely big enough for two chairs was the perfect vantage point to watch the world go by. I lived here not quite two years, before heading west towards what I hoped would be a brighter future. My time in Northampton was not all dark, but neither was it the shining existence I’d hoped for.
Reflecting on a Distant Past, 1978
Oil on Panel
12” x24”
From a black and white photograph taken by my friend Marie.
For my August 2024 exhibition at Rob Schouten Gallery
So Beautiful! ❤️
You have a gift of capturing so much that can be unseen and having a profound effect on your followers. I’m still a wreck from yesterday.
As a favor to us Panda lovers, could you expedite Bikkie’s rescue?