Mont Sainte-Victoire 1906

Paul Cézanne painted this landscape with oil on canvas, it's called Mont Sainte-Victoire. Isn't it funny how we can look at something over and over again? I can imagine Cézanne thinking about this mountain all the time. Each brushstroke feels like a little meditation, a touch, a decision about color and shape. I wonder what it was like to stand there, looking at that view, trying to capture it with paint. He’s like a scientist of seeing, always experimenting. You can almost feel him squinting, trying to break down the world into these little blocks of color. I find it really brave to keep at it like he did, always pushing, always questioning. You can see the influence of the Impressionists, but he was clearly onto something all his own. Cézanne's conversation with painters through time is a good reminder that art doesn't come from nowhere, it’s built on the shoulders of giants.