Every Thursday, as part of my personal “enriched environment” initiative, I post a piece of art, usually from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which recently released online some 400,000 high-resolution images of its collection. All artwork will show a sun (or sunlight) somewhere.
I won’t name the piece or the artist, but instead invite you to study the art and post a comment addressing one or more of these questions:
- What is going on in this picture?
- What do you see that makes you say that?
- What more can you find?
If you have another idea, run with it.
Note: To embiggen the image, click on it!
What Is going on in this picture?
Plants are growing outside the window. Sunlight, indirectly, is shining through the window. The window frame on the right side is reflecting the light.
And apparently this has been going on non stop since 1856 when the picture wa s painted .
This is a moment frozen in time, which is funny to say. Because it’s the opposite of frozen with all those vines and other plants doing so well outside the window. And it is funny that the painting itself is kind of frozen in place with those four eyelets sticking out the side one of which is holding the whole thing “frozen” in place with some rope. \
I don’t understand why this painting is situated like it is with the four eyelets and the rope. Does anyone get that ?
ThE viNES ARE TWISTING AND CURLING AND IF THIS WAS A “vine ” vIDEO ON fACEBOOK , THEY’D BREAK THRU THE GLASSS AND WE’D ALL BE DEAD IN S EVEN SECOND S !!!!!!
I look at this greenery and have to admit, it’s a great site to see after a long drawn out winter!
The perspective of the painting is at an angle. the viewer is not looking straight out the window. this raises my curiosity because I want to get up close to the window and look directly outside. I am sure there are many pretty things to see out side but all I can see now are the plants, the vines, some trees in the distance, and grey sky .
Plants a re reaching through the haze and maybe smoke to get every ounce of sunlight soaked into their open arms leaves. Just like children reaching up to Grandma for a hug or some candy. Needy, happy, yearning for love and sustenance.
But they still gotta survive on their own, make their own chloraphyll.