Andrew Wyeth died a couple days ago. As I was growing up he was one of the great artists Mother would talk about. His paintings caused stories to form in my head. They always seemed mysterious, as if he was letting me in on a secret. I know there are young artists out there waiting to join his ranks. I hope I can find them.
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2009/01/16/MNPL15BSVL.DTL
Stretch,
Jo
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