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18”X24” Acrylic painting done on a stretched canvas. Being from the Detroit area, I often travel over the bridge to Canada, where there are little differences in culture, language, etc. We are disconnected by a border, where we have to pay fees for passports, tolls, etc., talk with boarder patrol, risk having our cars torn apart, or worse being detained. All of this, yet we are all the same, we all have the same blood running through are veins, a drive away from one another. This painting is simply a representation of my love for all sides of the boarder. We are connected.
18”X24” Acrylic painting done on a stretched canvas. Being from the Detroit area, I often travel over the bridge to Canada, where there are little differences in culture, language, etc. We are disconnected by a border, where we have to pay fees for passports, tolls, etc., talk with boarder patrol, risk having our cars torn apart, or worse being detained. All of this, yet we are all the same, we all have the same blood running through are veins, a drive away from one another. This painting is simply a representation of my love for all sides of the boarder. We are connected.