Late in the day and a kind of mini exodus. I painted this during the very busy Art Basel week and finished it, I think appropriately, one day after the fair left. The sentiment here has multiple meanings (see the post Sunny Shopping) and how everyone seems to be leaving here, going home perhaps, going west(?) what ever it is we are all leaving here
I am thinking of a general sense on how I perceive the subjects in my paintings. I can only put a stream of experiences to describe the image: the song by Frank Sinatra, a barely remembered poem about Chicago..something about big shoulders, pop culture thoughts like prohibition and gansters, great pizza, baseball, lots of guys that look like me (baseball cap, bearded, slight beer belly) Guinness, el trains, bridges, biting cold etc.. Does this make sense?
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