In 1923, C.B. Dodson of Richmond Virginia entered this painting in a competition for young illustrators: Alas, he came in second and nobody ever heard of him again. Of course, nobody ever heard of the first place winner either: C.B. and Florence took their places in that long, long line of anonymous artists who yearned for a whiff of artistic immortality. It is easy to spot such artists. They're the ones who remain hunched over a drawing board or computer, continuing to work on a picture even after someone was willing to buy it. For some, this dedication paid off. Norman Rockwell traded away his personal life for his art, often working twelve hours a day, six days a week on his paintings. Near the end of his life he observed, "The story of my life is, really, the story of my pictures." Rockwell may not have spent much time playing with his kids or lingering in bed with his wife on cold New England mornings, but he could feel warmed by the knowledge that future gene...