Behind the Cloud
This may be my favorite picture yet. The last thing my grandpa told my siblings and me as we were leaving the nursing home today was “Enjoy your youth while it lasts.” (We teased him that according to his brothers, they enjoyed theirs a little too much.) I drove to the store this evening to get the makings for burgers on the grill (on the grill!) and as I glanced skyward, this is what I saw. I pulled into the church parking lot to take a picture; not a minute later, the cloud had moved on. My favorite artist has long been Claude Monet, whose work taught me the sky is not “blue” and clouds are not “white” — they’re so much more. Here, in a single, fleeting moment, his point is made.
“I want to paint the air in which the bridge, the house, and the boat are to be found, the beauty of the air around them, and that is nothing less than the impossible.” -Claude Monet
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