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.
Mom to an 20-yr-old. After 10 years of homeschool/unschooling adventure she's now working her magic in college. Following a 15 year stint in the corporate sales world, I've spent the last 11 years as an online bookseller with my pup Chewy (Chewybooks on Amazon, Chewyboo on ebay), previous to that I managed a bachelors degree from a radical college, built a small greenhouse 2 years ago and 500 gallon rain barrel system last year.