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1. Enigmatic Isolation - Western Motel
Wed Aug 11, 2021, 05:23 PM
Aug 2021


Travel usually induces a sense of connection, but it may also enforce a feeling of aloneness. The paintings of Edward Hopper (1882-1967) are 20th-century embodiments of such isolation. His images of people, single or in small groups, represent what he called, in his description of the much reproduced “Nighthawks,” “the loneliness of a large city.” That loneliness existed for Hopper everywhere, not just in cities: in small towns, countryside and seaside, even in more desolate areas.

Consider the 1957 “Western Motel” (roughly three by four feet) at the Yale University Art Gallery, a picture of a woman sitting on a bed, with suitcases visible at its foot and a parked car visible through the window behind her. It shares a wall with three equally great Hopper oils: “Rooms for Tourists,” “Sunlight in a Cafeteria,” and “Rooms by the Sea.”

And like many of Hopper’s best pictures, even those without people in them, it invites us to infer or imagine a story. Brilliantly colored, awash with light, it also is darkened by mystery. It inspires questions: What time of day is it? What is the piece of clothing on the lower right? (Perhaps the woman’s jacket, but we cannot be sure.) Is she leaving the motel, or has she just arrived? Is she waiting for someone, probably her man? The bed is made, suggesting that she has just arrived. The bags are packed, which might imply she is leaving. Is her look cold, challenging, imploring? Stillness animates the scene. The room seems airless: The picture window does not open, although the second window, probably attached to a door, might. The Buick waits, like a steed. Is it hot outside in the desert?

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The picture is oddly flat. The large window seems like no barrier at all, the car almost nosing its way in. Everything looks boxy, even the Rothko-like clumps of color viewed through the smaller window. Long lines, vertical and horizontal, are accented by the rounding of the low-slung hills, the little globes of the car headlights, the ceiling fixture, the gooseneck lamp by the bed, and the woman’s rounded shoulders. The footboard is longer than it should be, skewing the geometry.

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“Western Motel” has one unique distinction. Josephine Nivison, whom Hopper married in 1924, was always his primary model. It is she who sits, ramrod-straight, impassive, on the bed, waiting. This is the only Hopper painting in which a person looks straight out at the viewer. Jo and her husband challenge us. “Look closely,” she seems to say. “We may be on the move, but right now we are a still life.”

https://www.wsj.com/articles/edward-hopper-nighthawks-western-motel-yale-buick-11628284714 (subscription)

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Just happened to read this yesterday, so thank you for the OP

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