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I could see only his shaggy head, as huge as a beer-kettle.
I could see only his shaggy head, as huge as a beer-kettle.
I could see only his shaggy head, as huge as a beer-kettle.
(American, 1882 - 1945)

I could see only his shaggy head, as huge as a beer-kettle.

Oil on canvas
1904
dimensions unavailable
SUPP2000.1576
known by reproduction only
Not on view
I planted the layout and "lamped" out through the transom. I could see them at the head of the stairs, hammering on Kelly's door, and every man had his gun out
I planted the layout and "lamped" out through the transom. I could see them at the head of the stairs, hammering on Kelly's door, and every man had his gun out
N.C. Wyeth
1914
Too tired and weak to guide his horse, he could only hang to his saddle and trust to the beast's instinct to avoid destruction! And to spur--ever to spur--praying that he might reach help before brain and body failed together.
Too tired and weak to guide his horse, he could only hang to his saddle and trust to the beast's instinct to avoid destruction! And to spur--ever to spur--praying that he might reach help before brain and body failed together.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
"I wish you could see yourself; I wish I could tell you how you look."
"I wish you could see yourself; I wish I could tell you how you look."
N.C. Wyeth
1930 / 1931
Plate #14 | This one, who with his hat takes off | His head (Could foolishness be greater?) | Is called for reasons plain enough | The Sword-tailed Self-De-cap-i-ta-tor.
Plate #14 | This one, who with his hat takes off | His head (Could foolishness be greater?) | Is called for reasons plain enough | The Sword-tailed Self-De-cap-i-ta-tor.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
The Sea-Serpent and Angelica The huge monster soon came in sight, part of his body appearing above the waves and part concealed
The Sea-Serpent and Angelica The huge monster soon came in sight, part of his body appearing above the waves and part concealed
N.C. Wyeth
1924
Dropping one of the sage-hens I asked the man behind me to pick it up. As he was groping for it I pulled one of my Colt's revolvers, and hit him over the head. He dropped senseless. // "Wheeling about I saw that the other man, hearing the fall, had turned, his hand upon his revolver. It was no time for argument. I fired and killed him."
Dropping one of the sage-hens I asked the man behind me to pick it up. As he was groping for it I pulled one of my Colt's revolvers, and hit him over the head. He dropped senseless. // "Wheeling about I saw that the other man, hearing the fall, had turned, his hand upon his revolver. It was no time for argument. I fired and killed him."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
He looked at the boy a long time and fancied he could see some resemblance to the portrait.
He looked at the boy a long time and fancied he could see some resemblance to the portrait.
N.C. Wyeth
1930 / 1931
For three months he worked as an axeman . . . his only companion a dour Scotchman who never spoke.
For three months he worked as an axeman . . . his only companion a dour Scotchman who never spoke.
N.C. Wyeth
1911
Orlando and the Giant Ferragus Orlando's utmost skill only availed to keep him out of the giant's clutches, but all his efforts to wound him with a sword were useless
Orlando and the Giant Ferragus
Orlando's utmost skill only availed to keep him out of the giant's clutches, but all his efforts to wound him with a sword were useless
N.C. Wyeth
1924
The Assyrians had camped on the plains beyond the walls, and the whole city was paralyzed with fear. Only Isaiah was unterrified. In majestic calm he stood and hurled his defiance at the enemy
The Assyrians had camped on the plains beyond the walls, and the whole city was paralyzed with fear. Only Isaiah was unterrified. In majestic calm he stood and hurled his defiance at the enemy
N.C. Wyeth
1929
I had half seen how he had rested his elbow on the hedge and carried his head to one side when he fired that first shot.
I had half seen how he had rested his elbow on the hedge and carried his head to one side when he fired that first shot.
N.C. Wyeth
1911
Image Not Available for I see the cheeks are powder-burnt and there's a mark acrost his forehead like it was one time split open
I see the cheeks are powder-burnt and there's a mark acrost his forehead like it was one time split open
N.C. Wyeth
1919