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Autumn - autumn cold wind has arrived In the summer the...

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Autumn is a landscape showing a well traveled, but at the moment deserted road, vanishing in the distance. No one is out at this time of day. The road is lined with a double row of trees in muted fall colors. Upon closer inspection one can see that some of the trees still have a little summer green while others are in different stages of turning yellow. The viewers' eyes travel down the road to a vanishing point of light. Along the way one can notice little details…a sidewalk on the left, ruts in the road, and clumps of leaves blown by the wind. At the end of the road one can continue on into the light or turn to the right and go across the bridge. From the bridge our eye dips down back to the beginning of the road, now noticing the overturned bench and newspaper in the lower left hand corner. The dark brown of the bench balances out the dark brown fence and trees in the foreground on the right. We feel that the colors will soon change as the sun comes up. The small bench seems abandoned and forgotten now that the
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Unformatted text preview: autumn cold wind has arrived. In the summer the bench would have been the perfect, shady place to rest. Isaac Levitan’s Autumn Day: Sokolniki might have been an inspiration for Marie, although in Levitan’s work there is a prominent female figure walking towards the viewer and the small bench just off the road is upright and in place, telling a much different story. “What Chekhov most admired in Levitan’s art (and Levitan in Chekhov’s) was its spiritual response to the natural world” (Figes, 406). Obviously, the same statement could easily be made about Marie’s Autumn. In May 1884 Marie wrote in her journal: “What is the use of lying or pretending? Yes, it is clear that I have the desire, if not the hope, of staying on this earth by whatever means possible. If I don’t die young, I hope to become a great artist. If I do, I want my journal to be published” (Kernberger, 1). One can only imagine how much she might have accomplished if she had lived longer...
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