Seeing this one reminds me of the still lifes that Fred painted for our grandmother. When we would go out to Grandma Bessie's house back in the 50's and 60's, I always looked forward to seeing Fred's paintings on the wall. My favorite was of a trumpet sitting on its open case. I always marveled at the way he could create such a beautiful picture with those bold brushstrokes and thick applications of oil paint.
I picked this book up and knew it was a Pfeiffer instantly, even without the verification of the signature on the right.This book has the cover stock that got scratched very easily.A nice find! This book was found at Trader Joe's in Glendale, AZ near my house.
Courtney, I don't think I would've instantly recognized this one as a Pfeiffer, unless it's the way he sort of erratically "trails off" the paint from the ragged edge of the background. Is that what quickly tipped you off that it was a Pfeiffer...or was it the coloring?
It was actually the type of brush strokes that made me look at it closer when I pulled out the book.It was a Bantam spine that made me pull the book out at first, and a glance at the cover felt right and made me study it closer.The signature was obviously the clincher, but the style had me suspicious immediately.
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