From the artist: I have spent hours walking along Pittsburgh's rivers. This image was taken along the Allegheny, and features a railroad bridge that carries passengers and freight northwestward from the city. One night, this happened:
I found myself one night wandering along the river, and came to rest on a bench under the bridge. A swift wind picked up some leaves and swirled into a Fibonacci spiral. Suddenly, a fox appeared and asked rather politely if he could share the bench. I was very pleased, and enthusiastically gestured toward the seat next to me. His coat was made of a patchwork of brilliant colors, blues, and purples and greens, stitched together like needle work. He mentioned that he was waiting for a boat to take him along the river, and was pleased to have someone to pass the time with. A rainbow unicorn passed by, her coat shining like a field of lightning bugs, and he waved. That is my friend Sparkle. I said she is beautiful. He told me that the best thing about being a furry Was the look of joy in people‘s faces when they saw him. He said that he would go into nursing homes and delight in the transformation of people‘s attitudes, as if it was their 10th birthday again. This made me think of my mother, sitting in a nursing home at that moment off her mind on morphine, and my eyes became heavy with sorrow. He put his yellow paw on mine, and we looked out at the river, which sparkled as the city’s lights danced with the ripples. I asked him if wearing a mask and hiding his identity helped him to be more truly himself, Removing the ego to more fully express the ID. He said he thought of it as a triangle, the ego, ID and heart come together to form one. And every day we all wear masks, each one various expressions of the three in balance. The fox favored his heart. He asked me what animal I would turn into if I could. I looked up at the sky, graceful clouds over field of blue yielding to a glorious fuscia sunset. I am a crow, I said, and spread my wings wide. I let him Marvel at the shimmery iridescence of my feathers , which shimmered like pearls. Then with a leap, I flapped my wings, and flew toward the crescent moon.
A framed horizontal poster that brings quiet city-edge atmosphere into your room. The matte museum-grade print captures subtle tones with pigment inks on LexJet 200 gsm paper, offering archival color that won’t yellow over time. Housed in a sleek MDF frame (choose black, white, or walnut) with a protective acrylic cover, it arrives ready to hang with pre-installed hardware and a fixed hanging kit. The low-reflection matte finish keeps details soft and contemplative — great for creating a calm focal point on a hallway wall, over a console, or above a desk.
Product features
- Archival pigment inks for vivid, long-lasting color
- Museum-grade LexJet 200 gsm matte paper to resist yellowing
- MDF frame available in black, white, or walnut
- Protective acrylic cover with pre-installed hanging hardware
- Matte finish for low glare and a soft, refined look
Care instructions
- If the poster does gather any dust, you may wipe it off gently with a clean, dry cloth.
