From My Bedroom Window 1930

Editor: So, here's "From My Bedroom Window" by Sir Alfred Munnings, a snowy scene held at the Tate. It's making me think of a hushed, sleepy Sunday morning. What catches your eye? Curator: Funny you say that, because I see the world waking up! The muted palette is lovely, but follow the dogs—they lead us to riders in the distance. Munnings almost whispers "life goes on," even in winter. What do you think? Editor: Hmm, that's interesting. It does shift my perspective. Thanks! Curator: My pleasure! I might just go paint a winter scene now.