The drawing I did in Nice about four weeks ago. I was standing at the corner of Rue Rossetti and Rue Saint-Joseph. I didn't post it since I was planning on returning to this spot to paint, but I never did. The building next to me on my right (which is unseen) on the ground floor has a rec/lunch room for sanitation workers. Through an open window I could hear grousing and gossiping, though I couldn't understand a word of it. When they entered or left they saw me but ignored me completely. Of course, what appealed to me at that corner was the glowing building on Rue Rossetti. The painting is an attempt to convey what I saw.
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