Out the back at Jamie’s Espresso Bar.
Determined to get hung alongside a real artist, by hook or by crook. (That’s Vernon Ah Kee to the left.)
Lovely old empty frame, crying out for something to fill it. Wonderfully aged and falling apart. We were very careful not to bump. Left behind by AP Signs—a former tenant of the building—Jamie tells me.
Thanks to my very handy mate Felix.