Water lilies evoked

leaf flowWhen I go to an art museum, I take the most direct route to the Impressionist collection (if there is no Impressionist collection, my visit will likely not be long).  Once situated before a Monet, Renoir, or Degas, I stand and gaze (and gaze) as if with that on-going act, I can drink in the beauty.  The colors, shapes, and lines are themselves a language nearly understood, a dream just on the other side of memory, an evocative, sweetly sad, joy.

I was therefore quite happily surprised by my play with an in-camera technique for a more “painterly” photograph (inspired, in part by Eddie Soloway’s beautiful work).  There, before me, was an evocation of the Water Lillies I’ve contemplated, and with it a similar stab of joy.

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