“Almost like a painting he composed his life… His painting was his life. Knowing him, I always thought from the beginning that if the day ever came he could not paint he would die.”
Andrew Wyeth, painter of handsome and melancholy American scenes, has died in his sleep at age 91.
Obituaries from Delaware Online, the New York Times, and the Associated Press.
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