Two Letters from ANDREW WYETH (American, 1917-2009) to Alice Moore
Sunday, September 18, 1938; mailed Monday, September 19, 1938
My Dear,
I find at this point that I can't paint another thing. The reason is that I am shipping all of my work off to New York tomorrow, and I have only one week left here in Port Clyde. I am so damn anxious to see you that seeing a paint brush drives me crazy.
I have been thinking a great deal about your life you live in and I only wish the Hell I could do something about it. It seems to me the only thing that I am good for on this earth is art and sometimes I wonder about that. The work I have done this summer means nothing to me. In fact, I hope I never see it again. I have not started to paint yet. I am only building and that takes so long, by the time I am ready to paint I will be too old to do it. If I can move ahead quickly and sure, then I will show myself a painting that will live and then I will be happy to die. The longer I exist on this earth the less I care what people think about what I do. All the artists I know are so small, and that's why when I look at the work I have done I feel very sad because I know what I want to do, and if I don't, I'm as much a mess as the rest.
But my dear I want and must have you behind me so please don't hate me when I am slow in writing. Remember we must not break up over such a small thing, we must be big people to do big things remember this.
Your life must be very lonely but don't give up. I am working hard and I will show this mad world yet.
Will write again before I leave.
Am waiting to hold you in my arms and your lips are growing more and more to my fancy and I can't forget them.
Andy
Thursday, October 6, 1938; Mailed Monday, October 10, 1938
Thursday night, a week ago tonight I was in your arms my sweet.
Dearest,
Just a line to tell you that I am thinking of you. Am in the middle of jury duty at Philadelphia. What a life, too much for me.
I feel as if I saw you a year ago and its hell.
Will write a letter in a few days, but just wanted you to know that I am still on this earth.
Now for God's sake don't stay in that little room of yours too much, remember you were put on this world to live.
Love
Andy