Life
Paschke was born in Chicago in 1939, where he spent most of his life. He received his bachelor of fine arts degree from the School of the Art Institute of Chicago in 1961, and later his Masters Degree in Art in 1970 from the same school. Drafted into the Army on November 4, 1962, he was sent to Fort Polk, Louisiana, where he worked in the Training Aids Department, working on projects including illustrations for publications, signs, targets and manuals to explain weapons and procedures to incoming troops.
Paschke studied at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago during the height of the Imagist movement in the late 1950s, while supporting himself as a commercial artist. In 1976, he started to teach at Northwestern University. On November 22, 1968, Paschke married Nancy Cohn and had a son Marc and a daughter Sharon.
Paschke lived and worked in Chicago, where he died in his house on Thanksgiving day, 2004, apparently of heart failure. His wife Nancy Paschke was an artist as well and died two months after him, on January 17, 2005, in Chicago.
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