My Chronicle as an Artist

We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.

T.S. Eliot

3: Chicago...

My life in Chicago and art school were inextricably bound for 7 years.  Each had an immeasurable influence on my work.  My map drawings, like those shown in the previous post, developed from colored pencil & conte materials into oil paintings.  I thought of these as internal travel logs -- with a bird's eye viewpoint.   The natural landscape of my East coast past combined with the architectural footprints of city buildings that I now saw looking out the window from the elevated trains that I rode daily.