I lived in Israel for five years, many years ago. And I remember still the brightness of the sun and darkness of the shadows it left in its wake. Smells of spice and frying oil, the hint of piss and the benison of orange blossom. Signage that reminded me of another time, of the 1960s perhaps, with sans serif script and broken neon. Little alleys and stacks of rusty letter boxes, almost Venetian, secret, quiet passages. This work is in acrylic on canvas. Prints, posters, and the original are available on request. Posters start at just over £12.
Also, check out my TV interview on https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AGpC3YtvbTo (7.45 minutes in) and my review in the Hull Daily Mail. http://www.calvininnes.com/home-is-where-the-art-is/