Oil on wood, ready to hang.
Signed on the front.
I remember the nights in the city when it was wet and cold and I couldn't wait to catch the tram. There was a sort of calm once I was settled in letting someone else deal with the traffic and outside chaos.
Great reflections on wet roads but not the place to be walking.
The painting has a rear, light timber bracing frame and can be hung as is or a more ornate frame could be easily added.