{"product_id":"2940015634617","title":"Western Artist Charles Schreyvogel","description":"Kindle version of vintage magazine article originally published in 1900.  Contains lots of great info and illustrations seldom seen in the last 112 years.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eRead excerpt -\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn the first place, this painter of the West, who knows the cavalryman sweeping the plains, and the thundering of the stage coach down mountain defiles, and the grim look of an Indian's head dress rising outside a stockade—this painter was born on the east side of New York, and never saw the West until he was thirty two years old, seven years ago.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhether it was from the literature dear to the boyish heart—the clime novel of life upon the plains—or from some more dignified inspiration, Mr. Schreyvogel does not tell; but it is certain that even in his early youth he had an enthusiasm for Indians, cowboys, and soldiers, which New York was powerless to subdue. He had also a pasion for drawing and painting, and the noble red man was the most frequent product of his pencil.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHis parents decided in a practical fashion, like parents in a story, that art was not a profession for their son. \"They thought,\" says Mr. Schreyvogel, with a reminiscent smile, \"that all artists were bound to starve. Well, there is a good deal of truth in what they thought.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut they compromised between their practicality and his dominating artistic impulses. They apprenticed him to a die sinker, and later he went to work in a lithographer's shop. But he kept on painting his Indians and his vaque¬ros and his troopers. He was encouraged to persist with his ambitions by the advice of his friend August Schwab, to whom now in the time of his success he pays great tribute.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Mr. Schwab,\" he says, \"encouraged me from the first. He is himself a fine painter as well as a lithographer. He kept me constantly at it, advising, sug-gesting, and inspiriting.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnother friend of mine, Dr. Fisher, kept constantly buoying me up, and finally helped to send me to Germany, where I studied three years at Munich under Carl Marr and Franz Hirschbach. I came back in 1890, and in 1893 I went West for the first time.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf course, during the years when he was dividing his time between his work at lithography and his more serious ambitions, Mr. Schreyvogel was not without Western models from whom to study his favorite types. The Wild West has been long within reach of the most effete and home staying Easterner, thanks to \"Buffalo Bill.\" The soldier of the Indian frontier is transferred to less exciting stations, but brings his peculiarities with him. There are riding tournaments and military pageants often enough for even a New Yorker to gain an accurate knowledge of the horsemanship of the plains. And the smallest of these means for making himself familiar with the life for which he had always had a deep sympathy, Mr. Schreyvogel never neglected.","brand":"history-bytes","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47146346184944,"sku":"2940015634617","price":5.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940015634617_p0.jpg?v=1763622277","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940015634617","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}