Paris, looking off the Pont Neuf still looked like a Marquet painting somewhere in my memory.
A very lyrical Cezanne at Orangerie Museum. It's very formal surface hold's it intact. It has stayed in my mind almost as three paintings, the right part the left and the lone boat bobbing between.
The Waterlilies are probably the most influential to myself and my thoughts over the years. I saw them in 1972 and again in 1987. The Modern's Waterlilies were my resting place each visit to the Modern in NY for years, after visiting with the Pollock and Newman.
They used to be installed in a permanent room at the old Modern. Now they migrate from place to place. Lucily they were saved from their use as an emblem in the outsized atrium. They seemed very naked and exposed there. This is the Modern's
Monet below.
