The grey washed city hummed and buzzed around him. He was immersed in an oily river where slick grey suits on their important phone calls tried to mix desperately with those in helmets and Lycra. They seemed to speak a secret language to each other using only sharp looks and bicycle bells. This current of electrical energy flowed around him and amidst the chaos, Duncan Taylor sang. He painted a layer of colour throughout the cityscape that only a few would have the time to notice and even fewer would stop to see. He was a small resistor in an overloaded network and this was all the motivation he needed to continue to paint.
|Artwork||Giclee print, unframed, signed by the artist|
|Paper||Archival 300gsm Watercolour Hahnemuhle Etching|
|Size/s||A4 - 294mm x 210mm|
|Includes||Story card to mount alongside artwork|
Artist notes: Melbourne is such a beautiful city when it rains. I was walking along Flinders street station one day when I saw a rat scurry across the train tracks and then turned the corner to reveal the most beautiful music I'd heard on the street for a long time. It's amazing how much texture a busker can add to an everyday experience in this city life.