Rua em Oslo 1911

Harald Sohlberg painted this street in Oslo with what looks like oils, giving it a really interesting texture. It's like he's building up the scene, layer by layer, with these deliberate strokes. I’m really drawn to the snowy parts of the road, where you can almost feel the chill in the air. Look at the way the light hits the snow, creating these subtle shadows and highlights, and the road that disappears into the distance. And that sky, this muted yellowy orange, it's like the whole scene is holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. Sohlberg’s work reminds me a little of Edward Hopper, that same sense of quiet isolation, but with a Scandinavian twist. Both artists manage to capture these fleeting moments of everyday life and turn them into something profound. It’s a beautiful reminder that art is all about interpretation, and that there’s always more than one way to see the world.