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Russian artist, landscape master Sylvester Shchedrin lived for many years in Italy, where he died at an early age. This explains the considerable number of paintings that are dedicated to this country. However, looking at the skill of the landscape painter and at those paintings that were created in Russia, we can safely assume that if Shchedrin had remained at home, he would have painted it with the same professionalism as the cities of Europe.
So, one of the paintings entitled "Moonlit Night in Naples." The picture is late, one of the last. It is known that the artist closer to the departure of life painted more sad landscapes, not as elated and colorful as early work. As if feeling near death, Sylvester loves darker tones, likes to portray night views.
Although the fact remains that the artist is experimenting with lighting effects. It’s not always successful, and one cannot but admit that the artist’s sunny canvases came out more peacefully, more integrally, more melodiously ...
The picture is divided in three parts, not by the artist himself, but by the spectator in his imagination. The first part is the sea. It is dark and even gloomy, the silhouettes of the little ships look alarming. The second part is the brighter shore. There is a calm house on it, although the complete lack of lighting inside it also causes some excitement. Only a bonfire calms, symbolizing warmth, peace, drowsiness, comfort .... And people basking in the fire create a symbol of some kind of ritual.
The middle, which is at the same time the third part of the landscape, calms the most, because here we see the brightest place - a peaceful bright moonlight breaks through the gloom of the clouds. In this picture, the artist is also experimenting: combines cold moonlight with hot fiery light.
Ivan Aivazovsky revered Shchedrin, considering him one of the virtuosos of the transfer of secrets and secrets of nature, a conductor between her and man. And, by the way, he inherited and perfected this virtuosity.
Among the Valley of Rivne