Lois Reynolds Mead

Art and a pink monkeyflower in a native plant garden…

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Intimate Impressionism, two…

Continuing with the Intimate Impressionism works at the Legion of Honor…what can be better than butter?

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I think that would look good in my kitchen, eh, eh…next to my bowl of fruit…

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Where I would be getting my supplies together for my picnic out side in my garden…

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Which I would then paint with the magical tubes I kept in my paint spotted box…

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before moving inside to also paint my mantelpiece that held the flowers that I collected in the above mentioned garden…

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Then I would carry my paint box, with my small, intimate canvases stuck under my arm, and tour my neighborhood for likely sights to feature in the landscapes I would paint…

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I guess in this fantasy I am living in France or somewhere…I would not complain about that…

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because my impression is that I would have lots of like-minded artist friends around…

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and flowers would be everywhere…

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and we would celebrate…

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Enough of this fantasy…the path back home and back to the real world…

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Good show…it is at the Palace of the Legion of Honor until August, 3.


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Intimate Impressionism…

We drove over to the Palace of the Legion of Honor last week to see a show of small Impressionist paintings. This show will be at the museum until August 3 and as a bonus there is a beautiful view of the Golden Gate Bridge as you walk to the entrance.

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We arrived about noon, so we went to the restaurant first to enjoy a lunch.


The restaurant always connects their offerings with the show that is on display. I had the Camille Pisarro Quiche and TM had the Claude Monet Kale Salad…


We were also joined by multiple friends who were anticipating and hoping for our exit…

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A very amazing thing was that in the exhibit they actually allowed photos without flash. I will share some of my favorites.


Animals and People

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I was dodging people so the type of the labels was not always straight, for which I apologize. Next post will be still-lives and landscapes…


Monet Day, trois…

The third lovely thing about Giverny is the museum that originally opened as the Musee d’Art Americain in Giverny in 1992. In Giverny at the turn of the nineteenth century there had been a sizeable American artists’ colony and the museum hoped to investigate the link between French and American art. In 2006 the original foundation withdrew and the museum became Musee des Impressionnismes Giverny connected to Musee d’Orsay. We saw an exhibit called From Delacroix to Signac Drawings from the Dyke Collection. It was a pleasure seeing well known artists’ drawings rather than their paintings. I am a sucker for a well-drawn line and there were many, many here. Also, an exhibit of photographs of Giverny by Bernard Plossu. The museum keeps one gallery room with a few lesser Monets along with works by his contemporaries. (All the important Monets are in Paris, but they don’t want Monet’s home town to be completely bereft of his paintings.)
No photographs inside, but a garden, of course. Small spaces surrounded by hedges. Like little rooms on a theme…colors and shapes were the themes. I would go back there to stroll and investigate more.







Wish I could clear a space in my own garden to put rows of precisely calibrated lavender.









I must mention here that the Snapseed App I like so much has had an update which eliminated the former way to make frames and substituted a whole new routine which, I might add, I am not sure I like. Maybe they will grow on me, but at this point I am negative.
When we were in the gallery room that had Monet and his friends I studied all the pictures and came to one that made me jump up and down. There was a painting by Guy Rose my all time favorite California Impressionist who had been one of Monet’s friends and had lived in Giverny for a while. He also lived in Pasadena where I grew up. I pulled out the catalogue I purchased when the Oakland Museum of California had an exhibit of his work in 1995. Re-reading some of it today I found that Rose and his wife had registered at Hotel Baudy and I just know in my mind that he painted in that lovely atelier that was in my pictures. Here are some pictures of items in the catalogue.


November, ca. 1910
Monet’s water lily pond.
From the catalogue:
“What Guy learned from these personal conversations with Monet about Monet’s painting would have been formidable and invaluable in and of itself. While Rose was living at Giverny, Monet was at work on a series of paintings of his water lily pond. This series, so admired by Rose, demonstrated the abstract possibilities in painting reflected color. Capturing the shimmering distortions of colored light on water, Monet broadly suggested known objects, but more often he directly exploited expansive areas of agitated, brilliant hue. The fragmented reflections of trees, flowers, and air meshed in his water-lily series, becoming less and less descriptive of those things per se than a record of refined perceptions. As did so many other painters, Rose saw in Monet’s technique a method with which to interpret the sensations of being in nature in addition to merely describing nature.”—by Will South

Late Afternoon Giverny, ca. 1910

French Farm, n.d.

Arroyo Seco (this is where the Rose Bowl sits in Pasadena)


Point Lobos, Carmel, ca 1919
Rose’s paintings represent so much of what typifies where I grew up.
Then, we had to leave this lovely place so we caught the bus back to Vernon and got on the train for our ride back to Paris (dare I say home…).


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So I came to Paris…dropped in at the Musee d’Orsay (or M’O for those in the know)…and, yet again, I fell in love with Impressionism…on a wall in front of me were five of Monet’s paintings of the Rouen Cathedral, each in a different color scheme and I got tears in my eyes. My world is blurry anyway…but now I am looking at everything as if it is an impression.
Have you ever noticed the color of museum walls? At M’O, not one white wall…all aubergine, or dark sage, or dark grey making those pictures in their gilt fancy frames pop off the wall…paint your walls, people, they need some color.
…can’t help myself…even my photos have turned into impressions…