Monet, On His Own Work
"I'm not performing miracles, I'm using up and wasting a lot of paint." — Monet. Woman with a Parasol, the Japanese Footbridge, Rouen Cathedral. A man like that, saying he wasn't performing miracles. A travel photo from Dujiangyan, run through Click Reader's Monet preset.
"I'm not performing miracles, I'm using up and wasting a lot of paint."
— Claude Monet
His wife Camille, and their son Jean. Painted outdoors in a single sitting, no underdrawing. Where the veil blows across her face — he left the face out. A few strokes.
Giverny — the pond he dug, the bridge he built. Then he painted it for twenty-odd years. Late on, the bridge nearly goes. What's left is water.
The same wall, thirty-some times. He rented the room across the street and changed canvases each time the light moved. This is the sunlight one.
A man like that, saying he wasn't performing miracles.
A travel photo from Dujiangyan, run through Click Reader's Monet preset, just for fun.
No miracles here either.
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