So – about yesterday. That part where I said “I’m not a cityscape painter” – well today might prove that – or might not.
Detroit is iconic. I went to school across the river from it – I saw this view countless times. Ambassador Bridge – all lit up at night – stories about engineers attempting to black out certain letters. Whether they actually did I don’t remember.
Detroit was where things happened. It was where we were told to lock our car doors when we crossed the border. It was where all sorts of things could be procured. Maybe all the mixed emotions short circuited me.
