The beauty of the Chicago River looking toward Lake Michigan. The bridges that cross the river are engineering masterpieces. The buildings are like an art museum for Architecture. I began this painting by laying down the water with it's reflections, then I painstakingly detailed some of background buildings, the road, the cars. All that remained was the foreground buildings and as with many paintings, I suddenly achieved an understanding of the scene I was painting, I suddenly was struck with divine vision and became inspired to let go of a detailed picture to create something from my mind.

I picked up  a paint knife and selected colors from my mind for my palate, i mixed some colors with raw intention, and brief  technique. Then i just let go of the restrictions of a tight brush, I freed my hand from what the "picture" looked like and connected to my minds image to capture the lighting and feeling of the moment. I used a knife to lay a thick impasto of paint inspired by memories of the light and the city connecting with my soul. The texture of the paint has as much meaning as the color itself. A free brush leaves the impression on the canvas of what i see in my mind and what my soul understands in the scene. Do you see it? Do you see what I see as I see it?