The stillness and solitude of a New York rooftop

New York, Random Musings

As a long-time fan of Edward Hopper, and as I stare at his calendar at my desk, I find myself constantly enthralled by his stark depictions of life’s moments. His work is so evocative that I fall into reveries where I ask questions of why he would draw something like that or what was on those people’s minds?

Ephemeral New York

Few artists convey the disquieting solitude of city life like Edward Hopper, as he does here in “Untitled (Rooftops)” from 1926.


Hopper, who worked out of his studio on Washington Square until his death in 1967, was fascinated by urban scenes: “our native architecture with its hideous beauty, its fantastic roofs, pseudo-gothic, French Mansard, Colonial, mongrel or what not, with eye-searing color or delicate harmonies of faded paint, shouldering one another along interminable streets that taper off into swamps or dump heaps.”

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