I wasn’t planning to obsess today, but here we are.

"Soir Bleu" - Hopper’s wild one-night stand with Parisian decadence, and my eternal favorite. It’s smoky, enigmatic, and filled with the kind of people you’d make terrible decisions with at 3 a.m. in Montmartre.

Big, bold, and drowning in melancholy - so different from the quiet, lonely diners he’s known for. Critics hated it, Hopper hid it for many years, and I worship it. Seeing it in person at the Whitney Museum of American Art had me ecstatic. If only kissing paintings were allowed...

Bisou bisou, Jo

Photos: Joanna Gniady