San Francisco #4

Inspiration

Letting the Storm Pass Something about the smell of rain soaked pavement| Just after the storm settles| Just after the winds whip | My wet hair into my eyes| Something about the gentle slide of tires| Occasionally losing their grip| Because I get lost in the heavy thud of sky | Begging to break in through the roof| And I step a little harder on the gas pedal| The way the earth smells| Just after the storm passes| The way the palm trees regain their height | Despite the hurricane of your sighs| The way the water always finds its way back to itself| The same water that is on my lips will eventually be there again| And it makes me almost believe| That I might actually be able to come clean someday| That forgiveness is the rain pulling the dirt away| Knowing that once it leaves we’ll be dirty again| I tell you this as I drive with the sunroof open| And the windows down| My hand is out the window palm up and cupped| You remind me how stupid I am| So I let the flood in| And we both get wet| And while the rain runs down my face | I secretly cry| And just as suddenly as it started| It stops | I wipe my face and step out| There is something about the smell | Of rain soaked pavement| Just after the storm passes.| By - Jon Tobias

San Francisco #4

Artistic Mood
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Canvas Wrap

SM

70.00

12" × 8"

MD

177.00

24" × 16"

LG

322.00

36" × 24"

XL

504.00

48" × 32"


Dibond Print (Metal Print)

SM

54.00

12" × 8"

MD

172.00

24" × 16"

LG

355.00

36" × 24"

XL

603.00

48" × 32"


Photo Mount on Acrylic

SM

76.00

12" × 8"

MD

231.00

24" × 16"

LG

475.00

36" × 24"

XL

809.00

48" × 32"