-Depuis Le Jour- 1926

Takehisa Yumeji conjured this image in 1926, a sweet and wistful scene on a page. The strokes are so gentle, like whispers of ink that barely touch the surface. I can imagine Yumeji hunched over, carefully applying each line, each blush of color. Did he hum along to the music from "Louise" while painting this? The blanket draped over the woman's legs looks soft. What was he thinking about while painting it? I bet it was more than just an illustration; it's like he poured his heart into those delicate lines. Looking at it, I'm reminded of other artists who were also trying to capture a fleeting moment of beauty, like Berthe Morisot, who painted intimate scenes of domestic life. There's a conversation happening across time and cultures. Artists, we're all just trying to make sense of the world, one brushstroke at a time. There's no right or wrong way, just endless possibilities.