Edward Hopper Scrapbook

August 12th, 2007 · No Comments

I recently came across this scrapbook on Edward Hopper. I’ve been a fan of Hopper’s paintings for some time now, and there is something about his work that unlocks something within me. There’s a wonderful quality to his scenes—that which is unsaid, not painted. The missing artifact or person. I often wonder about a similar technique in fiction. I get the same kind of feeling when I look at his work that I do reading a Katherine Mansfield story. The things that are working unseen—almost obviously so—beneath the surface. You can look at a Hopper painting for hours wondering about the direction he was sending you in. Suggestions from light, from what is framed. I wish there was more art or fiction like this. But have a look at the scrapbook, explore.