The big take-away? Well, right now, as a writer, I'm obsessed with the golden glint coming off N.C. Wyeth's glasses in this 1909 self-portrait. It isn't gold and it isn't light. It's paint that makes you see gold and light.
Pilgrimage complete: Hank's Place. Frequented by Andrew Wyeth who often brought Helga Testorf with him during the fourteen years he was secretly painting and sketching her up on the third floor of the Kuerner farm house.