‘The vegetable seller’ strikes a chord. Bringing to mind rhythmic elements of a busy market place. The regular song of the city, the buzz of rowdy crowds, women and men in loud conversation, taxi’s hooting and feet shuffling. Vegetables and fruits assorted in colour, more people selling this that and the other. The smell of smoke from exhaust pipes and stale urine taints the air. Hands dried by the day’s hard labour, arranging and rearranging his goods. A hat to protect him from the sun’s viciously scorching heat. The vegetable seller depicts one man’s everyday life. The dreaded routine called ‘making ends meet’.
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| Vegetable seller by Benjamin Furawo |
PEARL NICODEMUS
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