Ghost town.

Dusk fills the city. It just rained. The fog has not yet cleared. Houses and wet roads reflect the light of street lamps. The air is moist and easy to breathe. Ghostly shadows of people, those who once lived in this city, slowly walk along the road. The city remembers everything and everyone. And only sometimes after the rain they can go out for a walk again, like many centuries ago. The cat is calm in his solitude. He also went for a walk following those who come only sometimes.
The city lives its own life. The gaze snatches new images from the picture. Then the image is transformed into another. Reality or vision. The picture comes to life.

Canvas cardboard acrylic 21×30. Lisbon Olivais
A personal meeting.