Joseph Raffael • American B: 1933
Red Lily C: 1992 • Watercolor on Paper 44 1/2” x 60”
Depression-era Long Island was a hard place to find beauty unless you knew how to look. Young Joe Raffael’s three older sisters remember him as so shy he never said a word until the age of 5. Their upbringing was typical in every way. Mom stayed home and cooked. Dad worked long hours managing an A&P grocery store. No great poverty. No great riches, either. Just an achingly boring life for a boy who wanted to live the life he saw in the movies. A big life filled with beauty.
With two immigrant grandfathers, young Joe grew up with a sense anything was possible. His Sicilian grandfather opened a small grocery around the corner from the Brooklyn Museum of Art. The Swiss grandfather became a successful businessman. Saturday art classes at the Brooklyn Museum, paid for by taking odd jobs, were Joe’s first step toward turning the possible into the actual. Summer outings at the beaches on Brooklyn’s eastern shore sparked a lifelong love of shimmering water. The young boy became an artist whose love of beauty was celebrated in monumental watercolors of nature’s wonders.
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