
Oil on Wood Panel
4"X4"
While waiting for our meeting to begin yesterday, I watched people and their shadows come into and go out of view as they crossed Montgomery Street. Like a dance. It reminded me of a play I saw in London called, "The Hour We Knew Nothing of Each Other," by Peter Handke. For 90 minutes, actors pass through a town square. There are no words. There is no story. It is riveting.
I've always wanted to do a series of paintings of people and their shadows seen from above, moving through space. Maybe this is the first of more to come.
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