Something came to me this moring while I was stomping through puddles at the park. It was pouring during my workout, which is very cool, as I love, love, LOVE being out in the rain. It's very energizing... and cathartic... and, well, wet... it's very wet... and wet is almost always good!
Anyway, when I'm walking/stumbling-wheezing-swearing in the rain, I don't wear my glasses. As anyone who wears glasses knows, you really need mini windshield wipers when it's drippy outside, and since (as far as I know) no one has developed glasses wipers yet, I take them off.
So I'm walking around in a state of blur and something occurs to me... you know how Monet is hailed as one of the, if not THE, best Impressionist painter of all time? Well, I'm thinking, 'Hmmmm... I bet Monet didn't actually set out to develop this pretty style of painting... I bet he had crappy eyesight. In fact, I bet his prescription was nearly the same as mine." Looking the world without my glasses is like looking at an Impressionist painting... cool, really (as long as I'm not driving).
It's just a theory... but it works... for me, anyway.
8 comments:
I think it is a very logical theory.
Being nearsighted, I know what you mean.;) And I love Monet's paintings.
How odd it is that a few years ago I developed the theory that impressionism was developed after someone looked through a window on a rainy day and thought it would be cool to paint that way. Great minds must think alike.
It all becomes clear. Pun totally intended.
wow that's a pretty good theory. What does that mean for Picasso?
I believe it means crack... lots and lots of crack. Yup.
Don't be messing with Picasso, now Diane! You know I love him! First Mad Men picks on Rothko, and then you pick on Picasso. There's no love for my favorite painters!
And I was just thinking they had too much wine in lead wine glasses.
I've had the very same thought! I wonder if we're the only ones... we should notify someone in The Art World so they can write up some huge paper on it.
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