This gentleman has a small corner on the main floor of the local airport. The lighting in the little cubby area on that particular day was really interesting, and it's funny how the most mundane things catch my eye. I could see the painting before I even painted it, which happens all the time, but I was attracted to the shadows of grays, violets, and pinks on the wall, his perfectly ironed shirt collar, the tiny reflection of his glasses, and that great reflection on the top of his head.
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