Lower King Street c. 1925 - 1935

Here is the etched depiction of Lower King Street, made by Elizabeth O'Neill Verner. It makes me think about the dance between light and shadow, and the ways a street comes alive with history. Imagine Verner, bent over the plate, her hand guiding the needle with such precision. The way she renders the branches, like delicate lace against the solid architecture—it’s as if she's inviting us to consider the ephemeral nature of life against the enduring structures we build. There’s a figure walking down the street carrying something, a basket maybe? I wonder where she’s going, what she's thinking. The etching feels incredibly personal, not just a representation of a place, but a feeling, a mood. It makes me think about other artists who captured the soul of a city, like Piranesi and his dark, romantic visions of Rome. Artists create a conversation across time, inspiring each other to see and feel more deeply.