Claude Monet brilliantly conveys sunlight, shining through the leaves of a tree by placing “unblended dabs of color” on the skirt and grass surrounding his subject of a woman reading.
It is his wife, Camille, he observes quietly reading as she has positioned herself under the shelter of some low hanging branches. The spot seems cave-like in nature and by the abundance of her cloths and the impression of movement in the leaves, I believe it might still be quite cool–Springtime.
She is hidden, alone and at peace as she is totally engrossed in her reading. She is mysterious and private with her thoughts.
Zoom in and notice the abundance of pink satan ribbons billowing down her chest. She is pretty as a package tied up with string:)
Monet is relishing the moment. He is forever placing his wife in an environment of safety and quiet solitude. Like a beautiful porcelain doll that is only brought out to show very special guests then quickly wrapped in cotton and sequestered away from view.
She is highly treasured and Monet’s reason for living. His purpose for getting up in the morning and his most prized possession. She is “pretty in pink” and a picture of feminine grace and charm. A symbol of a time that has long past gone.
This then leads me to questions of treasure…
Who or what do I treasure? Is it a person or possession, like Monet, or a belief, talent or dream?
And how do I treasure someone or something? Do I hide this treasure away and keep it from being hurt by anyone? or do I openly share my treasure with the world.
Just my thoughts this morning that I am asking myself…
I hope you enjoy this painting my Monet. I didn’t really know about it before this week and it seems perfect for our arrival of Spring.
Dear Lord, bless this day. Purify my life so I might hear your voice more clearly and love those you have given me more fully. In Christ alone we pray, amen.
Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eyes are good, your whole body will be full of light. But if your eyes are bad, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light within you is darkness, how great is that darkness. ~ Matthew 6:19-23