As I began my exit from Chicago, I took in the surrounding greyness. The city was busy, but the shops were empty. Cars on the road were mostly quiet, parked and unoccupied. It seemed that I had reached a point of the day that was rare, a moment of stillness. 
 
It was about to rain. Or at least it felt that way while I was condisering taking more photos. I was feeling rushed by the chance that it might. In my mind I was cutting my stay in the city short just because I was counting every minute as half of a dollar. The parking in Chicago is pretty expensive. The starck contrast between the patina of the sculptures and the grey wall, grey trees, and grey vines, I was drawn in. Exploring for another hour after this moment, I started to feel more familiar. 
 
1 of 10 available in each size.
Signed, and numbered.
 
Printed on Matte photopaper, ready to be framed.