I have been working on this painting for a long time. I got it back from a gallery this summer and choose to begin working into it again. I have been up on the Wealthy Street overpass drawing and doing quick oil sketches many times this late summer and early fall. I feel as though I have married myself to this view and the relationship keeps getting deeper and deeper. I love the way it feels when I am up there and a large heavy truck rolls by and I feel the entire brige shake with the weight. I like it when people honk or otherwise call out some encouragement. I love it when art rises up out of the streets. Somtimes I wonder if the process of this painting and the painting itself could be a prayer for this city for it to flourish and to be blessed.

