Usually the wrought iron fence surrounding historic Jackson Square is covered with paintings for sale. But not on this day. As heavy fog rolled over the city, accompanied by a cold drizzle, the crowds vanished and sidewalk artists were nowhere to be seen – except for this persistent man. I built the image around the reds – the paint can in the foreground, the frame and umbrella in the middle ground, and a pedestrian in a red coat in the dimly seen background.