BUS29
Oil on Canvas.
I lived in London for 3 years and Bus 29 was always the beginning of my journey; the main vein down Green Lanes. I would sometimes ride the bus from end to end sketching various people along the way. At peak travel times the bus felt so packed all it looked like was body parts smashed together. This piece was first shown at the Great River Arts Association in Little Falls, MN.
I lived in London for 3 years and Bus 29 was always the beginning of my journey; the main vein down Green Lanes. I would sometimes ride the bus from end to end sketching various people along the way. At peak travel times the bus felt so packed all it looked like was body parts smashed together. This piece was first shown at the Great River Arts Association in Little Falls, MN.