Charles Wysocki (1928 – 2002)
Posted by L. A. on February 19, 2013
Love Letter From Cheyenne
Thinking About Amanda
Another Hard Day At The Office
Her Captain Wistful Letter
And The Hearty Ate A Thankful Meal
Clam Talk
Daddy’s Coming Home
Getting Things Ironed Out With Caruso
Dreamers
I’ll Be Counting The Days, My Sweetheart Captain
Hero Worship
Checking In On Olde Martha’s Vineyard
Jayson Sparkin’
Birch Point Cove
Gay Head Light
Peddler’s Hope Chest
Maine
Three Sisters Of Nauset
Quail’s Roost
Gnarled Viewpoint
Supper Call
Our Lady Of The Sausages
Rootbeer Break At The Butterfields
A Delightful Day On Sparkhawk Island
Where The Bouys Are
Wells Fargo Memories
Saving Old Glory
Old Glory
Another Year At Sea
Frederick The Literate
Remington The Well Read
Remington The Horticulturist
Robin Hood
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3 Responses to “Charles Wysocki (1928 – 2002)”
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Bruce said
Negative: Yucky clouds. He seemed to have trouble portraying them realistically. Worst: “Dreamers.” The clouds on the left look like either an incoming tsunami or a giant sand dune.
Positive: Humorous cat book titles in “Frederick The Literate” and “Remington The Well Read.” Too many to list here. Take a good look at them all and see if they don’t bring a smile to your lips.
These: “A Field Guide to the Garbage Can”? “A Few Good Mice”? “War and Cheese”? Ha!
Julia said
I had only seen a few folk art works by this artist, so I was happy to see more of his work. Re: the “Yucky clouds” on “Dreamers,” I sort of assumed they were meant to be altered by the child’s imagination, not truly representative of what they actually look like. I agree that the cat pictures are very appealing. I also liked “Another Year at Sea.”
Brenda Buckingham said
LOL! Of course the cloud looks like an incoming tsunami . . . you completely missed the point, Bruce . . . It is called the Dreamer . . . do you not see the little boy sitting on the boat wistfully looking at the clouds . . . “dreaming” he is sailing the mighty seas . . . the clouds ARE waves in his mind.