When I go to New York, I take a lot of pictures of fruit stands. Fruit stands and doorways–that’s my Manhattan oeuvre. I’ve got another doorway painting on my easel now.
But the thing about the fruit stands is that the stacks of fruit are so orderly and symmetrical, just like the pattern of buildings and streets behind them. On the other hand, they are these glorious spots of color in what can be a very grey streetscape. It’s all so urban and interesting.
Just thinking about it is making me want to jump on a plane and get back there. Anybody got a line on a cheap Manhattan apartment? Hmmmm….