There are places that over time become familiar, because they remind me that I am walking, and that the road is still long and difficult.
In this painting about San Francisco, only black and white with few touches of color, the floor of the road in the foreground is all slippery, and becomes defined only towards the end of the hill.
The buildings have some color inserts, made through the oil pastel, which blends the vertical movements of the buildings and gives light and depth to the rising road.
You will find this work in the next personal exhibition OCEANS AND CITIES, in Milan, from November 23rd.
Happy Monday!