There was a lovely cornfield near Lafayette’s headquarters in Chadds Ford where I loved to go and sit alone in quietness. The corn was abandoned; it had been allowed just to go to seed and stood there like the lances held by a line of medieval knights. This is the best painting of corn I ever did, I think. Sere, dry, very much in the spirit of Albrecht Dürer. Funny, I looked upon the two ears almost as portraits – one of a toothless person and the other with every tooth in his mouth.
- Andrew Wyeth
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Rob, I read somewhere that Wyeth particularly liked -about this painting- the tiny bit of yellow corn that shows in the lower left of the picture. Who knew Wyeth even had any yellow paint?
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