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Edward Hopper retrospective today at the Museum of Fine Arts,
Boston, with Paul and his son Bill.
Four full rooms of watercolors and oils. He didn't
sell a painting until he was 41. I was intrigued by his perspective,
the pared-down view of the world he often captured
with extraordinary light and color. An interior viewed through
a window which was viewed through yet another window.
Abandoned storefronts in rich reds and greens.
Unfocused human faces, or sides of faces, or backs of heads.
Solitary women, often seeming to be ready to step
out of the canvas into a more accessible life.
The last painting was "Sunshine in an Empty Room,"
my favorite.