It S Like Rain On A Rainy Day Essay

Gustave Caillebotte's Paris Street; Rainy Day Essay

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Gustave Caillebotte's Paris Street; Rainy Day

The first thing that strikes me is the size of the work. About seven feet tall and nine feet wide, this painting dominates its gallery and overwhelms the viewer. The couple in the foreground of the painting is nearly life size, and with the man poised to take another step it seems he might climb right over the frame and walk right into the gallery. The bold perspective thrusts the scene outward, and with details such as the sharply receding roofline of the main building and the acute tilt of the street, geometric and visual effects are created which push and pull the viewer and instill the painting with action.
This work is more complex and detailed then one might first imagine,…show more content…

He tilts his umbrella to the right so as to avoid collision with the couple who neither pay him attention nor show any signs of tilting their umbrella in deference. A green (a color which stands out) gas lamp separates these three from the rest of the painting, and also divides the canvas in half. A little further back a lone man is crossing the street, looking down in a manner which suggests inward thinking but also illustrates the reality of the wet and mucky road on which one must watch their step. The rest of the figures receive less influence, but a few of them are certainly worth noting. Directly to the left of the protagonist's head two women walk away from the viewer. Their symmetry is visually enticing. Also, above the wagon wheel on the left side of the painting a man is crossing the street. He piqued my attention because of the odd position of his body and feet - it looks as if he is almost doing a jig. Lastly, one might note how the front couple's umbrella pole occludes a woman's head in the background; she in turn holds an umbrella that obscures the head of a workman with ladder behind her; a curious compositional detail to say the least.

The surface of the painting is characterized mostly by relatively broad painterly brushstrokes which in that singularly impressionistic manner allow the "stuff" of paint to really show. Even though the picture appears much more finished and

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My Experience on A Rainy Day

My Experience on A Rainy Day gives me sweet memories. Rains are blessings. Rains are a curse. If we could control rains and bring them on wherever we are in need or keep them off as long as we desires them, of course rains would be a blessing. But as it is, elements of nature are not under human control sometimes not to our liking. There was a day when it rained and I did not like it.


It was a holiday and I had planned to enjoy the day. I was to pay a visit to my sister at Thriuttani which is at a distance of 75 kilometers form my place. Early that morning I started from house.


Even at that hour I could see bad weather ahead. Dark, smoky clouds threatened rain. I thought I would be safe if I got into a bus. As! It was in vain.


I was getting into the blue when it started raining and it’s rained the way it has never rained. Within a few minutes anyone was drenched to the skin. None got the time to get a shelter. In a very short time the roads were flooded. The traffic came to a standstill.


Visibility was reduced to a few meters. It poured so heavily that even there headlights of the bus could not pierce the thick sheet of water pouring form the sky. Water collected more speedily than it went down the drains.


The stalls and the temporary structures for the shops at the bus stop dripped. Those inside the shops and buses were in no way better than those outside on the road who were getting wet in utter helplessness. It soon became worse.


The stools, benches, chairs and small tables kept for customers outside the shops and stalls began to float in the rising streams of rain water. It was a pity to see people running after their articles.


A man running to catch a bench fell into a drain. He might have been swept away by the strong current but the water itself threw him out. The poor man stood for a moment looking dazed at the rushing water.


It rained for four hours during which period all activities came to a standstill. When at last the rain stopped, I was hardly in shape to carry on my journey. There was hardly any time left for the return trip.


Moreover, I left home sick and longed to be at home in my comfortable bed. Hence I came home.
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