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What I Read in the Waiting Room of Hell


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May 25, 2005



I love your ruminations on artists - I'd never seen beyond the isolation and despair in Hopper's work, but damn is it isn't there after all. Thanks!

Leah A

Lovely. The light in Hopper's world has always done it for me, too. Interestingly, I've found myself turning to his work, recently. I have several of his paintings in my online "Pictures" file. I've hesitated posting them because I'm not sure how to acredit them. Did you just decide on your own to give the Corcoran credit?

What other artists speak to me today: Well, I avoid mirrors because I fear seeing reflected back at me Munch's "The Scream"

Recently, I find myself obsessed with photography - in particular Eugene Smith, and Bernice Abbott's NY photographs, actually I've dragged out of storage all my huge coffe table photography books, mostly inherited from my father, which I now keep by my bed to look at before I sleep - something hopeful and inspiring even about the most painful of them, because the photographs insist on a belief that despair is never the right response to suffering. Slightly corny, I know, but true.

Along the same lines, I find that Romaire Bearden's work has taken on a special signifigance recently.

Anyway, wonderful post and a great question.

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