What does this man do? Pull out a camera, with it's one-eyed 1/30th of a second stare? No, he pulls out his brushes and watercolors and creates a spontaneous study of her innocent bliss.
André Planson — Sleeping Girl on the Banks of the Marne — 1967
Such was André Planson, the French artist, born in 1898 in La Ferté-sous-Jouarre, a small town on the Marne River. To quote from an online source:
". . . the profound ties to his native land was what really counted in Planson's life. He always returned to the small town of Ferté and its surroundings where he painted deftly and untiringly the corn fields and the windings of the Marne River with the fishermen, the boatsmen, the restaurants full of shapely pretty girls whose sinuous figures, half youthful and half animal, are in accord with the curves of the foliage and the reflections of the light".
Oh, as I grow older to be such an age, I pray that I be in such a place, such a situation, such a state of mind and ability.
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Bravo !
"Oh, as I grow older to be such an age, I pray that I be in such a place, such a situation, such a state of mind and ability."
Unfortunately in this day and age someone's likely to come along and say, "Right, you dirty old bastard - you're nicked!"
You are so right borky.
I don't even recall where I first laid eyes upon this painting, but it immediately filled an empty place in my soul that was in need of beauty. I'm not an artist or even overly senstitve, but for some reason that I cannot explain, this vision touches me. I guess that is the point.
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