(It should be noted that I know nothing about art, so this may be old news to the rest of you.)
While looking for something else, I came across this post, which was about an artist named Sidney Hurwitz who was born in Worcester and who, according to this article, is deeply influenced by his childhood in Worcester:
Cities that proudly display their nineteenth- and early twentieth-century industrial structures reminded Hurwitz of his own youth in Worcester, MA. Worcester, still the second-largest city in New England after Boston, boasts venerable cultural institutions such as the Worcester Art Museum, the American Antiquarian Society, and Mechanics Hall and universities such as Clark, Holy Cross, and Worcester Polytechnic Institute. During World War II it hummed as an industrial city, but began its decline shortly thereafter, especially after the Massachusetts Turnpike, built in the late 1950s, bypassed the city. When, as a youngster, Hurwitz walked to school and downtown from the flat his family rented in a triple-decker house on Barclay Street, he could see the deterioration of old factories. Later, his family moved to West Boylston Street in the Greendale suburb. Across from his home were railroad tracks along with storage sheds, a coal hopper, and conveyor belts to service the trains. A factory, Norton Abrasives, was a few blocks away and many of Hurwitz’s neighbors worked there. Today he remembers his fascination with walking through this industrial landscape of railroad tracks, equipment and factories.