Kervaudu Garden, Climbing Roses 1915

Ferdinand du Puigaudeau made this garden scene with climbing roses in oil paint, and it’s all about how those colours brush up against each other. He’s got these cool, mossy greens meeting warm, sun-baked yellows. Notice how the texture of the paint kinda mimics the rough surface of the building, and the sandy ground? It's like he's building the scene right there on the canvas. And check out the way he dabs the paint to create the flowers, loose and free, not trying to be too perfect. Look at the wall on the left side. You can almost feel the heat radiating off it. And the little dashes of pink and red in the flowers? They're like tiny explosions of joy. It’s as if he’s saying, “Hey, art is a living, breathing thing, just like this garden.” Puigaudeau reminds me a little of Bonnard, both capturing intimate, sun-drenched views with a similar sensitivity to colour. It's not about nailing every detail; it’s about capturing a feeling.