New York, 2005, oil on linen, 99 x 132 inches
The airplane circled Manhattan to land at LaGuardia. The unfolding view was breathtaking. The estuary of the Hudson
River was bathed in a warm afternoon light and as far as I could see the city spread before me—wharves, ships,
bridges, tunnels, railroads, office towers, apartments.
I decided I wanted to paint all of this and spent the next few days walking, looking and sketching. At ground level
the city is all smell and sound and movement. I began to see New York as a pulsing body with its roads as arteries,
its buildings as an armored skin, the moving water and the sky as a breathing lung, an open space of intense light.