Equal Parts Boredom And Anxiety
A flower I painted. What I had intended this to be, ended up nothing like it, as usual.
A face in the crowd, on a tree, on West 23rd Street.
Dawn at South Ferry/Whitehall, lower Lower Manhattan.
(Year of Our Lord, 1928).
Eighth Avenue in Harlem.
Me, thanks to the Harris Shutter.
Bradhurst Avenue in Harlem.