Voyageurs appréciant de moins en moins les wagons de troisième classe... Possibly 1856
Dimensions: image: 19.5 x 25.6 cm (7 11/16 x 10 1/16 in.) sheet: 25.4 x 38 cm (10 x 14 15/16 in.)
Copyright: National Gallery of Art: CC0 1.0
Curator: Looking at Honoré Daumier's lithograph, "Voyageurs appréciant de moins en moins les wagons de troisième classe..."—"Passengers increasingly disliking third-class carriages…" roughly translated—made around 1856, what jumps out at you? Editor: The crushing melancholy. It's almost palpable, this communal dread hanging over them like the carriage roof. You can practically feel the cold seeping in from the window. The entire composition just feels heavy. Curator: Daumier had such an incredible knack for capturing the zeitgeist, especially the grim realities of 19th-century Parisian life. Note the pointed use of caricature to depict the weariness etched on the faces. It speaks to broader social inequalities of the era. Consider how railway travel was revolutionizing society, yet disparities persisted even on these journeys. Editor: Absolutely, and I think there's also a sense of vulnerability. They're huddled together for warmth, physically close but emotionally distant, each trapped in their own little bubble of misery. That blankness in their eyes—it's the human cost of progress, isn't it? Beautifully tragic, almost. The child almost acts as another layer in the portrait adding innonce lost in its sad and frightend gaze. Curator: Yes, there is a potent blend of social critique and raw humanity present here. His lithographic technique – these dense, scratchy lines – enhances that sense of discomfort and constraint. It really does feel like a slice of life, capturing the human condition in this transient moment. Daumier often used his art as a mirror reflecting uncomfortable truths back at society. Editor: And he does it so well. There's nothing didactic about it; it's more of an invitation to empathize. A small cramped carriage exposing bigger more structural ills in the time he was making it, isn't it? What seems like just people in third class is more likely a symbol. It just sucks you right in. Curator: Precisely. That’s Daumier’s enduring power – that uncanny ability to make the universal so profoundly personal. Editor: Definitely something that resonates still in this new world we're in. Still riding.
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