Thoughts – March 3, 2016

Solitude in one way or another has always been a part of my life and it is a very strong emotional trigger. I guess that is why, for example, I simply adore the work of American painter Edward Hopper. His works touches me and it fuels my imagination.

Recently I discovered the work of photographer Richard Tuschman and fell in love with his project “Hopper Meditations”. These photographs give me the same vibes, the same shivers as Hopper’s work.

Gregory Crewdson gives me also these vibrations albeit the solitude he portraits is enveloped by and almost uncanny look and feel. His photographs transcend the movie stills and become almost 1-frame movies.

Where does my fascination for solitude come from?

I remember standing at the window of our apartment. I was a kid and must have been between 10 and 12.

It was already dark outside and I was fascinated by falling snowflakes illuminated by a street light on the other side of the road.
Suddenly, in my mind’s eye, an elderly man appeared. He stood there, under the lantern, wearing a long beige raincoat. He looked up at me and for a second a saw myself standing there.

I’ll never forget the waves of different emotions overflowing me. Fear one day Iwould be poor and homeless, uneasyness for the emotion of sheer solitude, something I hadn’t experienced yet.

This happened some 45 years ago but that moment is still very present. I guess that is why I feel a strong connection with this type of art.

Pink Bedroom (Window Seat). From the series "Hopper Meditations" © Richard Tuschman
Pink Bedroom (Window Seat). From the series “Hopper Meditations” © Richard Tuschman

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