Water Lilies
Here I am looking small and insignificant in front of one of Monet’s enormous canvases in their gallery in Paris. The two close up photographs show his magician’s skill in painting at this scale and his complete mastery of colours. And these were painted in great old age, not with him looking at the scene, but in a shed in the garden, so all from memory!
One could spend a whole life looking and becoming ever more thrilled and astonished at the breath taking genius and beauty. I didn’t want to leave.
It all looks effortless and natural, both from a distance and close up. Perhaps the way to enjoy the pictures most is to laugh and feel his joy of the scene which so inspired him. His garden was such a vital treasure, and so very much in his later years.