June 7th, 1942: Edward Hopper completes his best known painting, the seminal Nighthawks. When asked by a Chicago Tribute reporter about the philosophical meaning behind the diner having no clearly visible exits Hopper responded, “Shit. Fuck. I did it again. Goddamnit. Fuck. Not again. I did it again. Shit.” and slammed his hat on his leg.
See, this is interesting to me.
I notice things in my stuff sometimes, things that I hadn’t intended, connections that I hadn’t been consciously creating. But the moment of noticing them creates a moment of choice. What to do with that connection? Do I ignore it? Do I negate it by changing things so that the connection no longer exists? Or do I embrace it and run as far and as fast as I can with that connection to see where it takes me?
Generally speaking, I chose to run with it like I’d stolen it.
If an artist has had something happen *multiple times*, as is implied in that quote, without being fully aware of it in a *visual* medium where everything is present for a reason and, generally, by intention, then that seems to me to be a moment where some self-reflection is necessary.
The man’s subconscious is doing that, repeatedly, and with intention. And he might have needed to take a moment and think about *why* it was happening. And I wonder if he ever took the time to find out the “why”.
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