Scene Of The Crime (Who Do You Think You Are?)

Bitter and sweet childhood memories superimposed. In the summer of 1971, a 45 of “Mr. Big Stuff” played on a neighbor’s portable record player at a picnic in the park. The skeleton getting kicked in the face is me, a few years later, during a fool’s mission to deliver block-association leaflets to the neighbors. “Who do you think you are” is a question I remember being asked more than once; perhaps that’s why the song made such an impression.

I’ve been making an ongoing effort to use more secondary colors in my palette. This was an early step in that process. I’m also drawn to ambiguous colors like in the elevated tracks. Is that green or orange? Yes!