From various walks Ive taken through the Smithsonians over the years

 

Henri Matisse

 

Wow...talk about capturing the colors...

Javer Torices

 

Edward Hopper, Room in Brooklyn, 1932. Oil on canvas.

In paintings we know well and many we don’t, as well as some enlightening works on paper and writings, the artist long described as a Realist is recast as the architect of his own personal fantasy metropolis. He dispenses almost entirely with street life and traffic, ignores skyscrapers and the Brooklyn Bridge, and inserts imaginary buildings where it suits him; he peers in at private apartments from elevated trains and surveys his own neighborhood from rooftops. He turns offices, restaurants and movie theaters into stages for just one or two actors. He paints windows and storefronts without glass, as if he could just reach in and touch the people and things inside.

   —Karen Rosenberg in the NY Times, Nov. 22, 2022