I just love the way these mural panels make me feel–all moody and unsettled. Had to go to the Rincon Annex and capture the whole set this weekend, something I've wanted to do for 30 years ever since I first clapped eyes on 'em. They don't disappoint. The harsh reality of emigrating West through a lens tinged with yellowed filters of the Depression, it's a potent brew. The artist was Anton Refregier, a Russian with a visceral touch for edge and detail yet the faces seem void of expression and emotion, so matter-of-fact. Unnerving.
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