In those days, when the French artist Paul Gauguin decided to connect his life and fate with the life and fate of the Tahitian aborigines, on the island, in fact, the stone age continued, everyday life and customs remained the same as in the primitive. Life flowed in a measured manner, in a manner introduced. The events were rare.
That’s why the rider appearing on one of the landscapes of Gauguin is perceived almost as a foreign body. Of course, people have tamed and domesticated horses, started using their muscular strength as an aid to their own, but still we venture to assume that the horse for the native is that the saddle is a cow. Was not the artist himself portraying himself in the man sitting on his horse? However, to accompany him from the hut, which is drawn from the side, there is still a local resident – this is said and hair, and the nature of the apparel.
Separate attention deserves the landscape itself, if we consider it in isolation, in isolation from human figures and another horse that is grazed at a distance. Nature is conveyed in tones of semi-fantastic, unreal. Something deliberately decorative is present in this color. In this case, the green grass and leaves are clearly in contrast with the purple hue that is given to tree trunks.