One of my favorite paintings, that I had the pleasure of seeing in person at an Art gallery, was the Nocturne in Blue and Silver; the Lagoon Venice by James Whistler (Oil on Canvas, 1879-1880).
When I was growing up, my teacher asked the class to sketch two professions that we wanted to be in when we grew up. My first sketch was, no surprise, a Doctor 😅 (In my defense, I did end up in research). My second sketch was of an Artist.
I have taken art classes throughout High School and I still paint today. I would be enamored with the paintings in my art book, not realizing that it didn’t show (pardon this pun) the ‘whole picture’.
An image on a page can’t show the true scale or dimensions of an artwork nor can it capture the layers, brush strokes and rough surface in its glossy representation.
I was in awe when I saw that some of the impressionist paintings in the exhibition I attended spanned the length of a room. This painting, however, was the size of a magazine. I had seen pictures of it but it wasn’t my favorite until I saw it in person.
The best way I can describe how I felt after seeing this painting is that imagine that you get sucked into a void where you cannot see or hear anything else. There is absolute silence. That is how I felt looking at the ghostly boats and the small lights off to the distance. I could imagine crickets chirping in the silence of the night and the sounds of water rippling in small waves.
I still get chills thinking about the powerful impact this painting had on me that day.
Thank you for reading! I hope that you discovered something new with me today.