Straatbeeld met in de verte een man en vrouw 1920 - 1940

This street scene, made by G. Hidderley, feels like a half-remembered dream, all silvery tones and soft focus. The way the light filters through the trees, blurring the edges of the buildings, it’s like the photograph is still developing, still in process. Look at how the light drapes over the buildings; it’s almost sculptural, giving weight and form to the surfaces. The textures are subtle, like whispers rather than shouts: the brickwork, the leaves on the trees, the cobblestones underfoot, all rendered with a delicate touch. There’s a shadow cast in front of the building to the right. It almost feels like a charcoal drawing, smudged and hazy, hinting at the world rather than describing it. It reminds me of the early photographs of people like Atget, capturing a sense of time slipping away. Art, like memory, is always in motion, always shifting.