Pissarro. Monet. Dagas. Van Gogh. Turner.
I am living in their shoes today.
It's a cool 64 degrees and threatening rain. So I am home trying to recover from my little summer sickness, watching a documentary about understanding Art Impressionism. I am being transported from my couch to Paris via my DVD player and flat screen.
Here are my notes:
' Landscape is a root to the emotions.
It always speaks to the heart. '
Le Moulan De la GAleate:
A statement of social change.
The closer you get the more revolutionary it gets.
Brushes are the key to Impressionism.
Weasel hair to hogs hair.
Gliding to digging and scraping. Creating A new language, ambitious to speak to you through paint and excite you.
Stereo vision. Distinguishing distances. Two eyes, each seeing slightly differently.
Traditional perspective under attack.
Everything reversed. Concave to convex.
Background, foregrounds.
Superb. Intensity.
Shimmer.
Revealing deeper truth.
Inspirational art locations.
Parisian nanny.
New freedom
Trapped sadly
A message
Roads that lead out of the city
Right under your nose.
As I watch, I am drinking French press coffee and la Croix water, cleaning out and organizing my art bags and taking inventory of supplies.
I am inspired. I am going to put this show on pause and escape into my own reality of creativity. I am Monet today. I am a revolutionary artist living in North Minneapolis on the cuff of creating an art and social reformation in my city!