ARTHUR G. ANDERSON
                    
                    (1935 - )
                  
					When Arthur Anderson was of elementary 
                    school age, he often sat near his Uncle George and watched 
                    him paint landscapes. Although his uncle was a concert violinist 
                    with the Chicago Symphony, he was also a fine amateur artist. 
                    Arthur would watch by the hour, virtually mesmerized by the 
                    way the colors took form and a landscape slowly developed 
                    on the canvas.
                  
					One day, when Art was twelve 
                    years old, his uncle handed him the paint box with all its 
                    contents. "Here," he said. "It's a present. 
                    You can have it." The young boy was thrilled with the 
                    gift, but not in his wildest dreams could he have envisioned 
                    a career which would keep him close to the natural world he 
                    loved so much and eventually include winning the most sought-after 
                    trophy in the field of wildlife art.
                  
					Art was born on December 10, 
                    1935, in Eau Claire, Wisconsin, the second of three boys. 
                    His father was a tool and dye maker and his mother a school 
                    teacher. Both parents stressed formal education (both his 
                    brothers are engineers), and were somewhat less than ecstatic 
                    when young Arthur showed a penchant for "drawing pictures."
                  
					Most of the members of his family 
                    hoped he would outgrow the phase and settle into something 
                    "solid," but the magnetism of the outdoor paintings 
                    by the renowned illustrators of that age - Jaques, Wilwerding, 
                    Bishop, Hunt, etc. - proved to be too great. However, the 
                    decision to pursue a career in art was not made without an 
                    inner struggle.
                  
					 After graduating from high school, 
                    he enlisted in the Air Force partly because his patriotism 
                    surfaced, partly because he thought that maybe his peers were 
                    right and he should pursue a technical career, and partly 
                    because he knew he could use the G.I. Bill to further his 
                    education, art or otherwise.
                  
					His job with the Air Force-radar 
                    technician on F- 104's at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base-was 
                    definitely technical and scientific. Although he put in a 
                    credible performance as a technician, he often found himself 
                    drawing instead of studying.
                  
					In the summer of 1955, he wrangled 
                    a pass for the 4th of July weekend-just long enough to get 
                    home and marry his high school sweetheart, Virginia Nelson. 
                    Ultimately, they would raise a family of five boys and one 
                    girl.
                  
					After separation from the Air 
                    Force, Art attended the University of Wisconsin in Eau Claire. 
                    However, the art curriculum there was not the kind of art 
                    he wanted to pursue. He left the university in his sophomore 
                    year, determined to continue his education by trial, error 
                    and experience.