Winter, 1945 - Wyeth: "I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure in the landscape — the loneliness of it — the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it; the whole story doesn't show."
"...the bone structure of the landscape..." I appreciate that aspect of winter, too; I like the symmetry of the bare branches, and the silvered shades of color.
i'm with you, melody. "bone structure of the landscape" is a perfect description. this morning as i was waking, i could see the cold blue reflection of light off the snow outside on my bedroom ceiling, and i offered a prayer of thanksgiving to our Lord for the austere beauty of this season. ice and snow, bless the Lord...frost and chill, bless the Lord.
Winter is hard on me...I don't like the cold..once I get cold I am miserable...Seasonal Affective Disorder doesn't help either...I don't like driving in the snow, or shovelling snow or scraping..give me palm trees any day. The "million dollar view" of snow-covered mountains outside my bedroom window doesn't ease the fact that winter is 6 months around here..
i love th espring with the daffydils and tulips are blooming, and I can enjoy the warmth of sunshine on my face..
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I'm there with him. Always loved Wyeth. I used to live in the vicinity of his home in West Chester, Pa. Lots of Pennsylvania homes sport Wyeth art.
ReplyDeleteChristina's World is one of my favorites.
ReplyDelete"...the bone structure of the landscape..."
ReplyDeleteI appreciate that aspect of winter, too; I like the symmetry of the bare branches, and the silvered shades of color.
i'm with you, melody. "bone structure of the landscape" is a perfect description. this morning as i was waking, i could see the cold blue reflection of light off the snow outside on my bedroom ceiling, and i offered a prayer of thanksgiving to our Lord for the austere beauty of this season. ice and snow, bless the Lord...frost and chill, bless the Lord.
ReplyDeleteWhat doughboy said!
ReplyDelete"the whole story doesn't show."
ReplyDeleteNeither does the rest of the context of the painting without the written description.
The painting is nice enough, but the intended sign is a flop.
Winter is hard on me...I don't like the cold..once I get cold I am miserable...Seasonal Affective Disorder doesn't help either...I don't like driving in the snow, or shovelling snow or scraping..give me palm trees any day. The "million dollar view" of snow-covered mountains outside my bedroom window doesn't ease the fact that winter is 6 months around here..
ReplyDeletei love th espring with the daffydils and tulips are blooming, and I can enjoy the warmth of sunshine on my face..
I will always be a desert rat at heart....
Sara