8 x 10, oil on gessoed art board. SOLD. Go here to see all my auctions.
It’s a little dangerous for me to spend time late at night, up in my attic, focusing on the tiny beautiful details of Manhattan real estate. Pretty soon I’m on craigslist, trolling the listings. Who wouldn’t want to live in this apartment?
But then it occurs to me that the chickens need to be locked up for the night, and I run downstairs and across the garden in the chilly night air, and I remember that there are advantages to not living in a big city. Besides, it’s more fun to rent Manhattan for a few weeks a year. I never get tired of the sight of a doorway and a tree in bloom.