All my forebears worked for a living. My grandfather painted portraits. My mother too. My aunt painted seascapes.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Art was a way of life in my family. My grandfather, N.C. Wyeth, who died a year before I was born, had been a prominent painter. So was my father, Andrew. My two aunts and two of my uncles also earned a living as painters.
To make money, I did portraits . The truth is so bizarre! I'm kind of embarrassed. I was like a 19th-century pirate painter. I'd say, 'Your mom would love a painting of you!' A salesman! I'd hawk paintings.
I paint landscapes, figuratives. I painted all my life. In fact, I started as a commercial artist.
I've been working in sculpture and painting since 1920.
My mom is a painter and photographer and my grandfather was an artist, so I've always been surrounded by creative people.
I have been surrounded by artists and paintings throughout my life. My father Ted Dyer is an artist, and from a very early age I have spent time painting and drawing.
And I started with this: I have not painted at all my childhood. In fact, I never painted. But I helped my father who was a house painter and decorative painter. He made stage sets, he made glass paintings, he made everything.
I do house things. I paint. I do portraits. I also paint my house.
My mum was a dancer when she was a kid. Then my parents met and eventually had an art gallery; my dad taught himself how to frame pictures, and then he was a curator at an art gallery in the city I'm from. I'm an only child.
I'm a painter. I was a graffiti artist, and I painted all over the world.