Night creeps in with crepuscular inexorability, casting a magic spell of darkness. Ancient city of wooden framed houses. Air filled with laughter and the scent of hoppy beer, fresh bread, butter and chips, the crooning of pigeons. This work depicts an old French town. The work was created using a restricted palette and is a charming street scene.
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Andrew Reid Wildman, Scottish Artist living in France 