
by Andrew Wyeth, 1947
I find this painting captivating. How can one see what cannot be seen other than through the influences it creates on surrounding elements? The frail, sheer curtain tells us the strength of the breeze. Two tire treads show us the path it blows in from the sea. If you were able to reach into the frame and touch the white hot paint on the sill, it would be warm to the touch. Shadows and darkness show us a sun high in the sky, slightly to the front of the building, the voile catching glints of light well into the dingy room.