I enjoy the story quality of Edward Hopper and the House by the Railroad written by Edward Hirsch. The isolated house is given so much personality. Intensely stared at, not sure what to do with its awkward self, and most of all ashamed of itself. The man painting the house has chemistry with the house. The painter judges the house without mercy and the house begins to judge the man. The impact the house had on its surrounding environment is desolate. The house is so unbearable to be around, there are no clouds in the sky, no shrubs flourishing, and no people to bring life. The man then leaves, bringing along the impact of the house. He is forever marked by empty ashamed feeling and will bring it upon his future paintings.