blue without yellow or without orange.
We have been so lucky that many artworks from the Musee d’Orsay are touring Canberra at the same time as we are.
This week I stood before original works by Van Gogh, Gaugin, Cezanne, Monet, Toulouse-Lautrec and others. I stood at the back of the crowd before each painting and determinedly shuffled by way to the front of the pack to have an unobstructed view of each work and found myself moved to tears.
I had thought that seeing Starry Night Over the Rhone would be the highlight of my life, but was surprised to discover that I was more taken by Bedroom in Arles. The colours of the third version are not well represented in any photo that I have seen. The one in my head now is far more vivid and gasp inducing.
When I finally made it to the end of the exhibition I found my children sitting on a bench waiting for me. It was evident that they had been there for some time.
I said to Pip, “I hope you took the time to appreciate what you have just seen.”
His reply? “Oh I appreciated. I just don’t like to amble during appreciation. I appreciate at a pace that you can never achieve.”
As always my Pete likes to buy an artbook as a souvenir. This one has lots of different textures of paper and six beautiful waxy pencils. Too lovely to use for drawing just yet. I just need to appreciate them for a few more days…