Village in Spring 1916

Gustave Loiseau made this painting, Village in Spring, with oil on canvas. It's all about those small, deliberate touches, a real study in mark making, where each dab of paint feels like a tiny decision, building up to something bigger. Looking closely, you can see how Loiseau plays with the texture and surface. The paint isn't smoothed out; it's present, a little rough, catching the light. There's this part near the road, where you can almost feel the grit and dust, those little dashes of color creating a sense of depth and distance. It reminds me a bit of Pissarro, especially the way he captured the everyday with a kind of unassuming beauty. But Loiseau has his own thing going on; he's not trying to nail down reality, more like feeling his way through it, one brushstroke at a time. Ultimately, it feels like a meditation on seeing.