A View From Monet’s Window
The creditors are proving impossible to deal with and short of a sudden appearance on the scene of wealthy art patrons, we are going to be turned out of this dear little house where I led a simple life and was able to work so well. I do not know what will become of us… (Claude Monet)
Even artists must seek food and lodgings. I have often wondered if an artist’s eyes were able to see the world more clearly, with more focus and more understanding of colour and light. Eyes are the first to witness the object or scene, well before the mind recognizes and the voice gives the name to the moment of discovery. These thoughts were in my mind as I looked out of Monet’s window to the gardens of Giverny. It came to me suddenly, that my eyes saw beauty and artistry. And while I was unable to create a masterpiece, I could certainly take pleasure in another’s creative endowment. As a young painter, Monet wrote, “every day I discover more and more beautiful things. It’s enough to drive one mad. I have such a desire to do everything, my head is bursting with it.” Monet was a gift to our world.