Monet

Yesterday was our anniversary, but it was a busy day.  We decided to celebrate it today.  For lunch, we ate at one of our favorite Italian restaurants.  The owners converted a home in a neighborhood into a nice, usually quiet setting.  Today was nice.  It was quiet at first, but soon two parties came in and made a lot of noise.  That was okay, we still enjoyed ourselves.

Then we went to Monet, The Late Years  at the Kimbell Art Museum.  When people hear Fort Worth, they usually think cowboys and beef steaks.  In The Cultural District, we have three world class galleries.  This show was paintings that Monet created late in life after he had cataracts.  World War I was raging, and he had just lost his wife and son.  The image above was of the largest canvas, over two meters wide.  

Many of his works were of the same section of his garden.  One wall had a six paintings of the Japanese bridge he had built over the pond.  Each were from the perspective.  Each though were vastly different in color and detail.  I could not imagine taking a photograph of the very same scene time and time again.  Monet though saw the subtle differences of each season or time of day.