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Reflection and Nostalgia

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

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