There is this old phone booth along the waterfront in Alameda, a relic of the past. Its only connection is to various plants and a few nautical lines. It used to have an old surfboard in it (I think it was on hold) but some damn thief swiped it a few years ago. Charming, this scene — I saw another local artist sitting out there painting it, and so I had to do my own version. Terrific funk factor in this part of Alameda. May it stay undeveloped.
7″ x 9″ watercolor, pen on paper = $80