I was an ecstatic eleven year-old boy who had found my Spanish Main. On my knees I started clawing into a sloping embankment packed with a century-old dump. I dug through a layered earthen lasagna representative of Maryland's farming heritage....
[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="grid" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern"][vc_column][vc_column_text]A thousand buildings burned in February of 1904 when a great fire devastated the heart of Baltimore's financial district. Pictorially this historic conflagration provoked my imagination in a major way and inspired me to depict several epic views...