No matter how many times I visit the Olson House, I am intrigued by its history, the people who lived there and the art it inspired.
I imagine a young Christina Olson shrieking with delight to the creaking of her rocking horse.
I imagine her sitting in a sunlit kitchen gazing past her red geraniums to the world outside.
I imagine her brother Alvaro walking through the blue door after a day’s work,
one that may have seen him putting his dory away for the season.
I imagine their friend Andrew Wyeth sitting in the kitchen with Christina and Alvaro enjoying their, perhaps, silent company.
I imagine Wyeth looking out a second floor window toward the St. George River and finding subject for his next painting.I imagine him sitting in this room painting Christina’s World, which would become his most famous work and inspiration for the creative output of many others.
Yes, the Olson House gives birth to many imagined wanderings, but there is a reality here, too.
and Andrew Wyeth have left this place for another that they share. Their presence here together speaks volumes about their relationship, one that I can only imagine but much of which is told through Wyeth’s art.
i so appreciate your visit and the comments you leave behind