This is a train trestle within and without. It is a bit of realism attached to my creative hand, where embellishment of design gives me a snort. By itself, the trestle is an engineering marvel that is a photographer’s love-lust. It’s angular and sexy for an old body.
I hope I just gave it a new breath of life and dedicate this painting to my friend Kathy. She loves detail and hope I satisfy.