Mardi Gras Morning of 2020, I stand in the dark hallway of strangers
While drums & ribbons & costumed revelers swirl in the street.
As light streams in through an open door, I see this, and take a single photograph, which becomes the base for the painting.

A month later, the Pandemic.
There will never be a Mardi Gras where strangers fearlessly dance & kiss & laugh in such close proximity.

On Mardi Gras Day, New Orleanians put the ashes of loved one in the River, and I'd lost a beloved friend the previous year.

His one-eyed glory peers from the bottom of the painting.

Available as a 12 x 18” print