Andrew Wyeth's World

Hello world. Today I post a recently sold piece titled, "Wyeth Creek". This little painting will now reside in a wonderful home, north of the border, in Canada.
I thought for today I'd talk about Andrew as he recently departed this world and it was in his memory I named this piece. I didn't name it Wyeth Creek because it is similar in style or because the place actually exist. I named it in homage to a man who I feel successfully was able to pull me into his world through his art and make me feel deeply. Such depth of feeling or emotion is really what art is about. Andrew Wyeth was adept at making us feel a world. I liken it to seeing a good movie on the big screen. You inevitably leave the theatre with a feeling that is quite overwhelming when you first leave. You may have cried at the end. You may have felt powerful. You may have felt warm but you felt something, unless it was a really, really bad movie. Andrew Wyeth made us feel. I laugh when silly critics call the work illustrative. It became a popular thing to write during the middle of last century when the modern school of art was in its heyday. They didn't get "it" or they didn't want to. Wyeth's body of work moves us. I always feel a powerful touch of melancholic in his work. The bleakness of the tones, the browns and greys. As an artist I feel myself a "melancholic". Most artists do. I tend to counter that by painting with a punchy brightness. Andy chose to face melancholy face on and paint that. Andy did it well, critics be damned.