By Akima McPherson
As I waited along the eastbound carriageway at the junction of UG Road and Rupert Craig Highway for the lights to turn green, I turned my head to the left and glimpsed a slither of tranquility and serenity beyond the vehicle which partially obscured my view. Before me was a skillfully and beautifully painted snippet of a mural – feet walking across brown sand away from the hustle and bustle of the junction. My mind wandered. I imagined carefree individuals walking towards, then along the edge of the ocean and their bare feet slightly sinking into the moist brown sand. I thought of the small boats with paint peeling that may be moored along the beach and of the travels they accumulated as they were rocked by the ocean’s waves. And I thought of lovers walking hand-in-hand. In the passage of a minutia of time, my mind had traveled in time and space because of the implications of an unexpected encounter with art.
