Monday, November 21, 2011

Hopper, Edward. Nighthawks, on oil canvass, 1942 (Art Institute of Chicago, Illinois)


Quiet, ennui, and ultimately the theme of solitude embody Edward Hopper's magnum opus, "Nighthawks." Painted in 1942, this remains the most iconic piece of American modernism. Countless parodies and juxtapositions are still surfacing in modern culture, begging the question 'who hasn't seen this painting?' Still remaining an influence on painting, Hopper inserted this as the Zenith of 20th century art. Its simple name alone implies the theme and setting of piece, meanwhile, the landscape in conjunction of light and dark colors dismiss "Nighthawks" as another mundane piece.

Edward Hopper worked primarily as a commercial illustrator, mostly freelance for advertising companies. Though Hopper sold a variety of his paintings on the side, it wasn't until 1924 at the Rehn gallery he had his first art exhibit. It was here, at the age of 43, that he sold every painting on display. In 1925, he painted "The House by the Railroad" that made use of his iconic contrasts between distances in light, which would remain his trademark. A theme in his paintings is Americana: both rural, but mostly urban. "Nighthawks" was inspired by a diner he saw in 1924 that "...was suggested by a restaurant on Greenwich Avenue where two streets met." The style of the painting was enhanced by him when "I simplified the scene a great deal and made the restaurant bigger." Within months of completion, he sold it to the Art Institute of Chicago for $3,000 and it has remained on display there since.

Represented in Hoppers iconic piece is his continuation of themes. Not only is it now a period piece, it reflects a simple docility that Hopper readily captures in pragmatic glory. Feelings of isolation, boredom, and comforting isolation can be felt within the diner, even between the couple drinking coffee and smoking, to the worker idly observing, to the mysterious character facing away. It puts the feeling into the observer, as if actually standing out outside seeing this happen on a cold, late night. The colors of the night remain most important as it draws the eye inside the diner, but importantly outside the diner as well. The harsh colors of the inside bear a fluorescent hymnal to the boring interior. Meanwhile, the mute color of the outdoors gives the solace of a cold, late night in New York City. It’s as if the city where human, and it is asleep only accented by the eccentric light from the restaurant.

Hopper's use of light is paramount, as it draws the important details on the sense of feeling in the actual scenery then the humans in the picture. The mash up between the outdoor and indoor colors negates a sense of solitude even in a large city. The cliché: "The city never sleeps" is challenged, it seems no one is out, but refuge is taken in an average establishment. Though it draws for an interesting, even mysterious quality as the narrative of the patrons is left to the imagination of what may be taking place. The woman examining her nails and the gentlemen next to her, followed by the man facing away and the worker who eyes them with suspicion share a palpable solitude. Between the deathly silence of the outdoors and the basic illumination of the interior, the lack of interaction is apparently mutual. As if trapped in the glass, the entrance remains hidden, as if they're trapped in a fish tank. These humble qualities are almost haunting, as if there is a spat of tension among the night and the people drawn into the store.

The intense loneliness of the painting makes for its greatest theme. Hopper tones down American realism by removing the intensity of life. Hopper admitted "Unconsciously, probably, I was painting the loneliness of a large city." Capturing the feelings of not despair but humble nods to boring aspects of life. Very challenging, though Hopper achieved, describing the like sensations of open air, "Nighthawk" captures the feeling of ennui, life as just a scene walking by, and giving it a nod, showing life can just be, and we share the sensation.



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