In a recent issue of THE NEW YORKER art critic Peter Schjeldahl explores the work of painter Edward Hopper, describing him as "the visual bard of American solitude," and observing that "once you've seen a Hopper, it stays seen, lodged in your mind's eye."
Hopper, describing his style, explained: “I have tried to present my sensations in what is the most congenial and impressive form possible to me.”
Exasperated by questions of what his works meant, he squelched one interviewer by exclaiming, “I’m after ME.”
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