The pathway at Giverny leads through a tunnel under the roadway that now bisects Monet’s garden. This takes you to the former marsh that he converted to two lily-ponds ringed by willow trees and connected by the famous Japanese bridge.
Again, from Sacre Bleu by Christopher Moore:
“Lucien watched the master laying down the color, the white and pink of the water lilies, the gray of the willows reflected on the surface of the water, the muted umber and slate blue of the sky in the water. Monet worked as if there was no thought process at all-his mind was simply the conduit to move color from his eye to the canvas, like the court stenographer who might transcribe a whole trial, every word going from his ear to the paper, yet remain unaware of what had transpired in the courtroom. Monet had trained himself to be a machine for the harvest of color. With brush in hand, he was no longer a man, a father, a husband; he was, as he always introduced himself, the painter Monet.
This structure on a non-rainy day would have lovely places for outside eating and in the back garden there is an artist’s atelier built in 1889 that must have accommodated Monet’s visiting friends. In an attempt to be a color machine harvesting color, I treated my photos from that area with the Artistaoil App…