It remains a sweet and genuine and radiant thing.

De Hooch had two fetishes--a rich crimson dress or jacket and an open door.

His compatriot Vermeer, whom he sometimes resembles, was similarly addicted to a note of blue.
No one has managed direct sunlight so well as De Hooch.

The light in his rooms is the light of day.

One can almost understand how Rembrandt and Gerard Dou got their concentrated effects of illumination; but how this omnipresent radiance streamed from De Hooch's palette is one of the mysteries.