The Pave, oil on board, 24" x 18".
This year's Tour de France was fantastic, not least because of the use of the treacherous cobbled roads over which the Paris- Roubaix road race ("The Hell of the North") is ridden.
Dust, colour, spectacle and noise, all at collarbone-threatening speeds, it was magnificent to watch.
Next year, Andy - next year.
Actually, I'll add something. Ambivalent as I may be about the finished product (I'm in post-painting tristesse) that little bleeder in the yellow t-shirt there on the left gave me no end of trouble. That he ended up with a fecking great big hat on is not unconnected with the difficulties I had with his face.
This year's Tour de France was fantastic, not least because of the use of the treacherous cobbled roads over which the Paris- Roubaix road race ("The Hell of the North") is ridden.
Dust, colour, spectacle and noise, all at collarbone-threatening speeds, it was magnificent to watch.
Next year, Andy - next year.
Actually, I'll add something. Ambivalent as I may be about the finished product (I'm in post-painting tristesse) that little bleeder in the yellow t-shirt there on the left gave me no end of trouble. That he ended up with a fecking great big hat on is not unconnected with the difficulties I had with his face.
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