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By the tracks
Depot town was the place to be for artist. The old charm meant affordable back then.
The Farmers Market was great, right behind the studio.
Sketching out in the field became an everyday event.
The gravel quarry. Empty, quiet, and for swimming. Great for clean water for water coloring too.
My heroic artist while in school. Depot town was close to 1880s as I could get.
My studio building, third floor on the right. Originally built as a hotel in 1864 with a grand ballroom at the top left.
Restaurant near the tracks. Everytime a train passes, its customary to drink a toast to good times.
Sketch book. Lady bug, Prison yard, Parade watchers from rooftop.
St. Patrick's Day parade in front of my studio. Man with bagpipes, tall man with hat.
Another quick sketch of the field. I was getting carried away with van Gogh.
The Daily Grind. Meeting Michelle down stairs and not getting far from talking/thinking about art school.
The field with train rumbling in the distance.
Working in the field of Milan. That's Milan, Michigan which got it's name from Milan, Italy due to the grapes that grows there.
The Field. Painting a landscape. Part of the exercise of a BFA degree.
The Stream. Great way to get water for acrylic paints.
In the studio. My home for before leaving to Graduate School in Chicago.
In the field with plastic camera.
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