Paintings and reflections from the streets of New York City
The watercolor paintings of Alex Price create an experiential mosaic that captures the essence of New York City through its buildings, streets, and people. This collection combines vivid imagery with thoughtful narratives, offering a unique perspective of life as seen from the sidewalk in one of the world's most iconic cities.
When I put my hand out And reached for your smaller, softer hand, I didn't expect you to have turned Your back on me; To have crushed my soul in one sudden movement. Why did you turn your back on me? Even under the sun's warmth, You couldn't see how Torn, broken, crushed I was. You looked right past me, And suddenly, I didn't exist. How am I supposed to exist Without you? How am I supposed to put One foot in front of the other And move on? When all I wanted to do was Run to you. My feet were stuck to the ground, My hands trembling, my eyes watering, And my heart was breaking. I never listened to those old love poems, Yet, you were my love poem. I just didn't know it till You walked away from me. And those words, those damn words, Started to choke me.