Hopper

I've been unintentionally engaging in a behavioral pun by looking at a book on Edward Hopper just before Easter. I wonder if he ever painted rabbits?

I have always really enjoyed looking at Hopper's artwork. I don't know how much he has influenced me--I don't know if I have liked him because I enjoyed similar subject matter, or if I have drifted toward similar subject matter because I liked his work. But I find him an artist whose work is easy to like but difficult to love. His compositions are gorgeous. I love the way he uses architecture and angles. I love the spareness of many of his paintings. But he's also very cold and lonely in his subject matter. The people are isolated; they seem as aloof and alien as the inanimate objects around them. The only thing that really seems to engage the viewer with its personality is the light moving across landscapes or playing through interiors. This coldness also appeals to my introverted side. If you want sentimentality in your artwork, you better look somewhere else.

But his drawing skills, the way he applies paint, the unity the forms in his painting by color choices...all of them look so great.

 

Oil Portrait: Boy, Dog, and Poppies

 Finished last night. 8 x 10 inches on panel.

This was commissioned by a coworker. None of the photos I took captured the subtlety in the skin tones...it does look best in person.

Snow across the road

Acrylic on paper

Working on Whitehall in the snow.

Hawk

My daughters and I watched a hawk eating a squirrel on a branch overhanging the neighbor's yard. At least, it looked to me like a squirrel through my blurry binoculars. Mostly we could just see red and yellowish chunks being pulled off.

This branch is a favorite spot for the hawks. We see them there all the time, and have for years. I don't know if it is the same pair that is nesting in our neighborhood year after year.