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In 1964, we were still a struggling immigrant family, working hard to rebuild our lives in America, after escaping Communist Hungary in 1956. And 1964 was also a very special time for my artist Dad.

At this time, Mom worked at an office job and Dad was a stay-at-home parent, but by now each of us were in school so from morning to midafternoon, for the first time since arriving to the United States and New York City, Dad was free to go outdoors to paint and draw. Finally, there was time for him to explore - and explore he did. And with each day, and each new journey, came a new and timeless work of art.

Dad loved boats and the many beautiful active waterways of New York City. Here, a view from the Brooklyn Heights Promenade, looking down, offered the perfect inspiration.

It's an amazing and unique spot, as the promenade reaches out upon the animated East River, with the monstrous downtown city skyline and numerous bridges - smack, right in your face. Dad would return here again and again to paint throughout this life, and occasionally, I would accompany him.

Feel the movement and humanity in this work - that was always important to Dad. And the date of creation is almost irrelevant because it could well be happening today - at this very moment.

The red tug steams by a ship at port (see it, hear it, feel it) - Dad brings it all to life, as viewed From Above. ❤️

Through My Father's Eyes