I only recently discovered this Hopper painting. It's certainly never shown as one of his canonical works - which snyway I think are the weakest, or maybe over-familiarity breeds blindness - but it may be one of my favorites. Nice and simple, suggestive. You can project on it as you will, make it your own. The modern method. Maximal minimalism.
Well, I've always been interested in approaching a big city in a train, and I can't exactly describe the sensations, but they're entirely human and perhaps have nothing to do with aesthetics.No northern lights last night. Overcast sky. Not sure we'd see them over city lights anyway. I haven't seen them since I was a kid, but I do remember the time. And the Milky Way, I can't even recall. Venus has been blazing bright recently, seeming to pull the moon across the sky.
Hot and humid, in the 90's, SW wind. Biked back and forth and worked outdoors all day though and felt fine. On Beacon Hill again renovating a backyard garden.
Visited mine in the early morning, read and watered. Things have gone wild, as they often do at this time of year. Many tomatoes. Collards have all filled back in after their recent scalping. The grapes can now be popped between two fingers. Cicadas chorusing.
In the evening a low, revealing, lemon colored light. Complex shadows flickering on the wall mapped on a fine grid cast by the window screen. Wind chimes playing their pleasant aleatory melodies together - tubular metal, bamboo and sea shells.
Quote of the Day
The less you know, the more you believe.
Approaching a City. Edward Hopper, 1946.