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Tam on the craig face
Tam on the craig face
Tam on the craig face
(American, 1882 - 1945)

Tam on the craig face

Oil on canvas
1924
34 × 25 in. (86.4 × 63.5 cm)
SUPP2000.488
Bank of America Merrill Lynch Collection
Not on view
Summer landscape, McCoy (Walter Craig) House
Summer landscape, McCoy (Walter Craig) House
Peter Hurd
1930
In the Council Lodge A flaring torch was burning in the place, and sent its red glare from face to face and figure to figure, as it waved in the currents of air
In the Council Lodge
A flaring torch was burning in the place, and sent its red glare from face to face and figure to figure, as it waved in the currents of air
N.C. Wyeth
1919
He turned and faced the rising sun, the light full on his face.
He turned and faced the rising sun, the light full on his face.
N.C. Wyeth
1910
He glanced furtively at the faces of the four men about him.
He glanced furtively at the faces of the four men about him.
N.C. Wyeth
1904
When the moon arose there was silhouetted across its face the dusky figure of a war-bonneted Sioux, rifle at shoulder, aiming at one of our party. Raising my gun I fired, and the brave came crashing down the bank.
When the moon arose there was silhouetted across its face the dusky figure of a war-bonneted Sioux, rifle at shoulder, aiming at one of our party. Raising my gun I fired, and the brave came crashing down the bank.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
Naaman's wife brought the little maid that he himself might hear her. A glow of conviction shines in her face. She knows this prophet of whom she speaks. With childish eagerness, her words tumbling over each other, she urges Naaman to implore his aid
Naaman's wife brought the little maid that he himself might hear her. A glow of conviction shines in her face. She knows this prophet of whom she speaks. With childish eagerness, her words tumbling over each other, she urges Naaman to implore his aid
N.C. Wyeth
1929
". . . . though these folks were evidently amusing themselves, yet they maintained the gravest faces, the most mysterious silence . . . ."
". . . . though these folks were evidently amusing themselves, yet they maintained the gravest faces, the most mysterious silence . . . ."
N.C. Wyeth
1921
When, next night, two horror-stricken faces peered through this doorway, the three still sat where Tsaga had left them.
When, next night, two horror-stricken faces peered through this doorway, the three still sat where Tsaga had left them.
N.C. Wyeth
1913
Before me sat the Virgin Queen of Balkh; with a shock I realized that her face was wholly unveiled.
Before me sat the Virgin Queen of Balkh; with a shock I realized that her face was wholly unveiled.
N.C. Wyeth
1923
Would the clock never strike? Nerves were snapping, but faces gave no hint of it.
Would the clock never strike? Nerves were snapping, but faces gave no hint of it.
N.C. Wyeth
1922
And there, quite close to him, was Elizabeth among her ladies, in a dressing gown, unpainted, without her wig, her gray hair hanging in wisps about her face, and her eyes starting from her head.
And there, quite close to him, was Elizabeth among her ladies, in a dressing gown, unpainted, without her wig, her gray hair hanging in wisps about her face, and her eyes starting from her head.
N.C. Wyeth
1928
The Wrestling Match at the "Pied Merlin" It would have been hard that night, through the whole length of England, to set up a finer pair in face of each other.
The Wrestling Match at the "Pied Merlin"
It would have been hard that night, through the whole length of England, to set up a finer pair in face of each other.
N.C. Wyeth
1922