Wo Fat Chop Sui

117. Wo Fat Chop Sui

11 x 14 oil

I left out the chain-smoking guy slumped against the storefront behind me, the gracious “Superwoman” in her red satin cape and gold crown, cops dashing in and out of their station, and the pigeons tussling in the gutter over a tossed sandwich.  All this and exhaust-fuming buses flying by.  It’s a bustling circus and every now and then the ono smell of roast pork and steamy manapua rises above it all.  I love to paint there.

 

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s