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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
He sat there until the sun went down.
Oil on canvas
1930 / 1931
34 × 25 in. (86.4 × 63.5 cm)
SUPP2000.785
Private collection
Not on view
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The Indian Longthought
"All night they drum, and never cease until the Sun, the Bloody Hunter, sets the hills on fire"
N.C. Wyeth
1928
"I sat there in the sun, drifting with the wind, and held her in my arms till she died."
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1919
A little after midnight, Jesus and his disciples came down the stair and went out. Mark got up and followed. He had heard rumors of plots and schemes, and he was curious to know what would happen next
N.C. Wyeth
1929
The Slave Boy
Then, at length, when all were peacefully feeding, he sat down upon a grassy hummock and looked around him, sad, lonely, vindictive.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
"We'll lave it up to the termites," says he, and he sat down and lit another cigarette. He'd smoked three before wan av the termites arrived and bit the poor lip ave me . . .
N.C. Wyeth
1914
When you take that down, Sabra honey, you'll be the editor of this newspaper. Until you do that I am.
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1929
Sir Nigel Sustains England's Honor in the Lists
Up and down went the long, shining blades with flash of sparks at every parry.
N.C. Wyeth
1922
The sun beat down upon him. The dry, white dust beat up around him. The girl sagged and lolled on his shoulder
N.C. Wyeth
1916
He turned and faced the rising sun, the light full on his face.
N.C. Wyeth
1910
Prince Leo Presents Rogero to Charlemagne
"Behold," Leo said, "The champion who maintained from dawn to setting sun the arduous contest; he comes to claim the guerdon of the fight"
N.C. Wyeth
1924
"As He Sat in the Doorway Looking at the Storm He Realized that He was Shaken by a Wild, Crude Lyric of Passion"
N.C. Wyeth
1908
It was a magnificent finale, a sight for men and gods. Like the wind he flung by the other horse, and two lengths ahead he went by the corral gate
N.C. Wyeth
1915