I’m not sure why but I have always liked this painting of a French Café. They say Café, I say bar. It’s a still life in the foreground, a portrait of a bored bar maid in the middle ground, and reflected in the mirror, a wild party scene in the background. The Café in my painting is nothing like this yet there are some similarities.  In fact, my painting, which I might show you tomorrow, takes a little something from each of this week’s Cafes. I think.


January 08, 2015

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