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.