Bullfight at the Not O.K. Corral Painting

My wife, Kassia, and I went sightseeing in Philadelphia last week. Its a wonderful city for looking at art and thinking about history and as it turns out; having sex. Among the remarkable things we saw was the Impressionist Eye exhibit at the PMA. You think you know these paintings until you see them first hand; up close (I was told twice by a nice guard a third my age that "while she appreciated my interest in the work to Please stand 18 inches away from them"). The particular Monet painting which fascinated me actually lives here in NYC at the Met; Ice Floes 1893 26x39.5". I've seen it many times But it was like running into an old girlfriend in a pretty park in Budapest when you're already as high as 700 bucks on travel, love and life. Monet is painting in an early morning fog with an ostensibly limited palette of grayed down hues. An island of trees in the middle distance tries to disappear like a celebrity who does'nt want to be noticed in church...the ice floes float toward us (see what I did there? "us" I'm implicating you, you're with me now. You, me, Kassia and Claude are practically inseperable in this little silly Philly narrative) Anyhoo, as the floes come at "us" the trees in church are reflected in the water below, dig?, so the sense of a mirror is doubled by the silvered light. The atmosphere is thick and palable what with the snowy bank in the foreground (where "we're" all standing), island and horizon line, the ice in the water, all of it turns our breath into december vapor visible for its condensated lifeforce. This was all very moving for yours truly obviously and right there and then I thought, When I get back to studio I'm going to respond in kind to Monet, go with the floe,and make gray abstractions. The muse in my sitch is very present and powerful and she abhors plans and I've learned its better to follow her ghostly intuits than to be rigid about controlling every aspect of the outcome. And so to close, dear reader, on this beautiful Saturday morning I give you the cartoon results from Thursday "Hey Let's Go For a Drive" and from yesterday "Bullfight at the Not O.K. Corral'. With my sincere apologies to Monet and a deep bow to Philadelphia freedom; I looooo-ooove you. Yes I do.