New York, Yellow Sign Pillow

In the Village, in New York, still jet lagged but too excited to care, I wander around and experience the Village. There is a scent of tar, of carbolic soap perhaps, and the temping smells of pizza dough in the oven. The buildings are brown, red, like a Vermont autumn, evocative of the 19th century. I admire a large yellow sign, cutting through the scene insistently. This work is rich in contrast, in shadow and light. It is a perfect addition to any collection of American-themed art and a great souvenir of New York.