Day 59/365 Pictures Worth A Thousand Words

Andrew Wyeth died this morning, in his sleep, at the age of 91. By odd coincidence, last weekend I sold a book of his artwork entitled Christina's World, and found myself paging through it (when I was suppose to be packing it). Somehow I lost an hour or so, just looking at Wyeth's incredible paintings and sketches. If I had looked more closely before, it never would have been sold.

Of all the paintings, Wind From the Sea is my favorite. I can almost feel the worn curtains blowing against my face.

Thank you, Mr. Wyeth. Godspeed.