A simple shadow, a haunting sense of foreboding. De Chirico was a magician at this.
Hard to believe this painting is 170 years old (predating Impressionism by decades).
It’s a vortex of splash and chaos, the schooner captured only by a burst of light
in the distance.
Despite its ubiquitousness in the American art landscape, I still love the movie-set-like isolation of this and other Hopper works.
Perhaps not the “great” Matisse by standard definition, as Jazz represents his turn to mediums other than oil after disability by illness. But the collection is fun, fresh, and brilliantly colorful.
Ah, Rothko. Still hope to visit the Houston chapel where people go just to sit
and meditate amidst his paintings.
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