The Wine Lodge

The sky leans heavy on the High Street, painting the tarmac in streaks of slick silver.

Above, a parade of busyness rushes past in hurried shades of navy, black and white. Heads tucked in against the chill and damp.

In a moment following a footstep, the upside-down ghosts of passing shoppers splinter into a thousand chaotic ripples, before the puddle settles again, stitching the sunken street back together in the quiet falling rain.

Original available for purchase:

31 x 41 CM oil on stretched canvas. £245