Oh, does this one Have a story! I traveled to Vienna with my Mom several years ago to see the city that my grandparents grew up in and fell in love in, and then the city that they had to escape from when the Nazis invaded. When I visited the Marketplace, I was told by the guide that this was the marketplace where all Jews back in the 1920s and 30s used to come to, to shop for food. I imagined my great grandmother buying her fish and meat here. As I gazed at the little shops in this marketplace, I wondered what if?? I love awnings, I love Café chairs, I love street signs, I love foreign cities I loved painting this painting.
