In the countryside a painter can be alone with his art but when he paints in the city he must be prepared to talk with the passersby. I don't mind schmoozing and I can safely say I have never had an unpleasant experience with an audience. The conventions of landscape painting are overturned in the city, with the (seeming) disorder of nature replaced by the (seeming) order of the manmade. The underlying chaos of the city lends its charms to the cityscape, as does the touch of green as nature strives to break through.

Boston, 1993
Painted from the Hancock Tower
Carnival,  2000
Not really a cityscape, but...
     
South End, 2001