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All Day Long He Gazed Steadily on the Shifting Shadows
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
All Day Long He Gazed Steadily on the Shifting Shadows
Oil on canvas
1908
14 × 35 1/2 in. (35.6 × 90.2 cm)
SUPP2000.687
Collection of Mr. and Mrs. Set Charles Momjian
Not on view
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