More Bonnard for your viewing pleasure. Sorry, but I couldn't find the name or year of this painting.
This painting reminds me of our recent visit to Lubec, Maine. The houses have more color than in most other parts of Maine. Most of the little seaside houses have enchanting small gardens. And the fog, the seemingly ever present fog, it somehow brings colors out more. Unlike the more developed seaside towns, parts of the coast are dotted with old half falling down shacks and docks, rich in deep browns and near-black wood, the gray of barnacles. Can darkness shimmer? It seems so, as one's eyes try to focus on the shapes in the white fog.
Foggy coastal villages make me think of mohair yarn.
1 comment:
That's a wonderful painting. It has a quiet happiness.
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