around this time last year, i was eagerly anticipating my trip to New York. it was going to be my first trip to the big apple and the prospect of viewing masterpieces by the greatest modern artists animated me with unbridled anticipation.
while abstract expressionism by Mark Rothko, Kenneth Noland and Franz Kline transfixed me, it was the mind-blowing colours of autumn @ englewood however which triggered the primordial urge to paint again.
these are incipient strokes of oil hastily applied on canvas last year after i returned from that inspiring trip.
