The painting portrays a lone woman staring into a cup of coffee in an Automat at night. The reflection of identical rows of light fixtures stretches out through the night-blackened window.
Hopper's wife, Jo, served as the model for the woman. [2] However, Hopper altered her face to make her younger (Jo was 44 in 1927). He also altered her figure; Jo was a curvy, full-figured woman, while one critic has described the woman in the painting as "'boyish' (that is, flat-chested)" [3]
As is often the case in Hopper's paintings, both the woman's circumstances and her mood are ambiguous.
"Cape Cod Morning" by Edward Hopper is American realism at its best. The glancing light of the early morning sun highlights the trees and the wheat in the fields as it streams in through the window of a white clapboard house. Inside a female figure looks out at the newborn day. Morning has broken, like the first morning, and ahead is a day filled with promise
The loneliness of the modern city is a central theme in Hopper’s work. In this painting, a woman sits on the edge of a bed in an anonymous hotel room. It is night and she is tired. She has taken off her hat, dress and shoes, and—too exhausted to unpack—she is checking the time of her train the next day. The space is confined by the wall in the foreground and the chest of drawers on the right; while the long diagonal line of the bed directs our gaze to the background, where an open window turns the viewer into a voyeur on what is happening in the room.
The painting portrays a lone woman staring into a cup of coffee in an Automat at night. The reflection of identical rows of light fixtures stretches out through the night-blackened window. Hopper's wife, Jo, served as the model for the woman. However, Hopper altered her face to makeher younger (Jo was 44 in 1927).
"Cape Cod Morning" by Edward Hopper is American realism at its best. The glancing light of the early morning sun highlights the trees and the wheat in the fields as it streams in through the window of a white clapboard house. Inside a female figure looks out at the newborn day. Morning has broken, like the first morning, and ahead is a day filled with promise