Original artwork description:

Amsterdam
Amsterdam I remember you
With bicycle bells ringing
And teenagers yelling
over traffic banging
And tourists jumping from the onslaught of the bicycle brigade
I remember
Trams going back and forth
Trains filled with chattering people
Except however in the quiet coaches
I remember
Mummies on bikes like mother hens
Little ones in the buckets like chickens in a nest,
mouths wide open as they are singing at their best
But now 2020... all is gone
No bicycles
No speeding boats in your canals
No girls under red lights
No drooling customers shopping them with lustful eyes
No queues at Anne Frank House, Van Gogh museum or else where
Amsterdam I can almost hear you Breathing peacefully, like a woman with a big bosom, going up and down with a calm rhythm.
Smiling contently as if you know this will also end
Then you will stretch your arms out and embrace us all
as you had a rest,
and that was best
 
Made with care to detail and love during the lockdown 2020

Ready to dispatch. Thanks for viewing

Materials used:

Oil on canvas on wooden frame

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