It’s safe to say that I’ve been working pretty hard at falling in love with my adopted hometown here in the Ozarks recently. I’ve been hiking all over, exploring some really beautiful areas, visiting cool places like the Ozark Folk Center and spending time with my super-cool Arkansan friends. And of course, I see all kinds of amazing art thanks to my job.
However, there are moments when I just miss home. Home, though I haven’t lived there full time since 1994, is New England. New Hampshire, to be specific.
I haven’t missed home for a while. Until today, when I went to see the The Hudson River School: Nature and the American Vision at Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art. It was a collection of paintings by artists from the “Hudson River School” that depict (mostly) American landscapes in a highly romanticized manner designed to highlight the grandness of the American identity.
I love the work of the Hudson River School mostly for how it depicts light: my favorite painting in the museum is from that era.
I also love it because some of the scenes depicted are representations of my home state. Like this one:
Thomas Cole, Autumn Twilight, View of Corway Peak
[Mount Chocorua], New Hampshire, 1834.
|Photo credit: Me, Summer 2011|