I guess I’m displaying a degree of ignorance in admitting that I’d always associated Edward Hopper – a real American original – only with airless city scenes, isolated buildings, lonely people and so on. Like this, in fact:
..and it is a work of genius, completely original. Hopper spent a lot of time In Cape Cod though, and he did produce terrific seascapes that are highly evocative of that frankly blessed portion of the planet. So, landscapes of a sort.
However, it was only a random spot on Twitter that alerted me to his other work in New England, and here it is. Lush, verdant magnificence, totally different in feel to his more famous stuff, but quite marvellous. This was nearly 20 years before the painting above.
It turns out that there is a book on this period in Hopper’s life, with this watercolour masterpiece on the cover. More weirdly, in a good way, is this blogger’s realisation that he lives in a Hopper painting. The picture above is the view from his driveway.
How cool is that?