One afternoon I took off alone to get away from to explore Brooklyn. This painting – Poplars in the City – is the result.
I moved to N.Y.C. during the heart of the heart of the first wave of the 2020 Pandemic. My husband had three or four months of work to do in D.C. before he could join us (us, being the cats and me). After the first week of translating cat talk, I went to Riverside Park to at least watch other people speak to each other!