And can any of you by worrying add a single hour to your span of life? And why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not clothed like one of these. – Matt 6:27-29
Rebekah and I are huge fans of great art, and we have long admired the work of America’s most celebrated 20th Century painter, Andrew Wyeth. So visiting Chadds Ford, perusing the Brandywine River Museum of Art, and touring the Wyeth family studio was a no-brainer when we realized our Eastern Pennsylvania visit had us directly in the neighborhood.
Andrew Wyeth’s ability to paint beyond the facts of an image, and all the way into the truth of it, speaks directly into the heart of how I see the world, how I tell stories, how I write, and how I experience theology. Wyeth painted his world, putting on canvas (and paper, and Masonite) what he encountered in the two-square-mile or so radius of his Chadds Ford home, and also his summer place in Maine.
That is exactly what happens when I share my life via this space; this writing is an unfiltered window into my soul. I wish I’d had the opportunity to interview Andrew Wyeth, and to write his story. I believe we would have understood each other well.
But for today, enjoy these photographs from Pennsylvania.
Peace – DEREK