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On the canvas, everything came together in a single space. Here the coasts inhabited by people, and the calm sea and the horizon and the sky ... Everything is somehow quiet and serene. Meanwhile, these are Turkish coasts, which are not very calm. But it's not that. It is amazing how the painter subtly understands the matter of nature. His sky is white blue pre-sunset, the sea is dark blue, sometimes turning even into pearly green. And all this is as if in the haze of the setting sun.
On the right bank we do not see minarets and even houses seem small and insignificant. But the sky is tremendously beautiful. On the left bank you can see how the inhabitants of Constantinople rest or trade. Everything is quiet and serene, Constantinople on this canvas is a simple quiet capital city, with its own rules, which are unshakable and eternal. At least that was once thought. And how many battles have passed here on earth, on water! How many lives have been destroyed. This land and this water remember a lot. And the Crusaders, and Russian, and the British ... everything happened. But now everything is calm.
It is amazing how truthfully and effectively Aivazovsky could convey the color of the sea. Sometimes it sometimes seems that it moves, splashes, and that boats cross this channel, swinging along the waves. This has led and delights many. And the artist himself was so in love with the sea that on the canvas he depicted mainly only him. Sometimes it seems that the artist painting the sea gave the water element human character traits.
Waves seem so alive, every moment is so beautifully and lovingly drawn. Although Aivazovsky was not a bad portrait painter, he also depicted landscapes of land, but of course he gave more preference to sea open spaces.
This canvas is marvelous and not once marked by a grateful audience during the artist’s lifetime, and after his death it is still highly appreciated.
Painting Scream Edward Munch