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Edward Hopper
Me shume hezitim po hap nje teme ne nje nen-forum ku s'mar vesh fare.
Krejt rastesisht u ndesha me pikturat e ketij autori amerikan te fillimit te shekullit 20, pikturat e te cilit me shkaktojne nje gjendje meditimi.
Me poshte kam shkeputur disa komente nga nje DVD qe pershkruajne punen e Hopper. U perpoqa ne fillim t'i perkthej, por me del nje perkthim shume mekanik. Oferta eshte e hapur per kedo qe ka deshire dhe zoteron stil artistik te te perkthyerit.
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Edward Hopper painted the plain, unadorned face of America; factories, telephone poles, small town streets, touring cars. He pared them down to the raw essentials. No one, no figurate artist was as bare bones as he was. His paintings lack dynamism and verve. This restraint seemed to come from within.
His subjects increasingly became uncommunicative figures, often alone in empty rooms. He translated their small dramas into something timeless and universal in images of stillness and solitude that suggest, but never describe a narrative. His best pictures tell a story that we have to complete for ourselves.
Hopper lived and worked surrounded by simplicity in a city that celebrated power and excess. The subways and elevated trains that flew above the New York streets offered Hopper high speed glimpses into the private lives of New Yorkers.
Hopper was very good in showing women in states of contemplation, in reverie, in sadness endowing them with an emotional life. He caught them in the same blighted social transactions as the men are. He is an equal opportunity depressive in that respect. His human figures are clumsy and women have a strange lack of sensuality. His figures can be very awkward, but he doesn't concentrate on his figures so much, as he does really on the space they occupy. It's the mood he is after and not a literal description of the room or the figure.
The lives led behind closed doors, provided viewers with and unsettling truth. Real privacy is difficult if not impossible in America's crowded cities. Urban life also brought anonymity. Automats, the popular fast food restaurants, replaced servers with coin operated machines dispensing meals through windows.
His pictures often stand for a kind of profound existential experience, a kind of sense of isolation but not loneliness in a defeating way. Uncertain relations stamped his paintings with an aura of alienation and estrangement. Hopper's public places are often empty. There are no customers in his stores, no pedestrians on his streets, no cars at his gas stations, nothing automatic in his "Automat". The dramas that play out are more about states of mind.
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