I'm not a huge fan of Monet, but I loved the light in this one. It reminded me of a girl getting slowly drunk on Washington bridge, trying to muster courage to jump. it never fails to amaze me that such a difficult option is considered taking the easy way out. is not submitting to forced humiliation, failure, boredom and in quiet desperation easier? to surrender to whatever pure coincidence has assigned as your lot and to bear it - day after day after day. to come back to the girl, she slipped on the railing and fell on the road, to be hit by a car. ironically, my biggest nightmare. and even more ironic the day i ended up seeing the movie. what is life but a series of bizarre coincidences.
The Edinburgh gallery is probably the opposite of the big gallery in Paris (who's name escapes my spotless mind). It is small but every piece is worthy of it's place. Here's two more that I am captivated by this week:
This weekend or the coming week, I go to see this. Been looking forward to it for ages!
at 11/03/2010 04:37:00 pm