Léon Spilliaert made this dreamy landscape, "Landschap met bomen op voorplan," with watercolor, gouache, and India ink, probably in the 1920s. It's got these thin, spidery branches reaching up, almost like they’re tickling the sky. I'm picturing Spilliaert out there, maybe a bit chilly, trying to capture that exact moment when fall is just starting to turn things gold and red. You can almost feel the wind in those branches, right? What I love about this piece is how simple it is. He’s not trying to show off or anything. It’s like he’s saying, "Hey, look at this beautiful thing!" And the colors! That soft pink sky against the muted yellows and blues. It’s like a memory, hazy and sweet. Those little dabs of color for the leaves are so delicate, like he’s pinning down a fleeting moment. It reminds me a bit of Vuillard, but with a Belgian twist, a little melancholic, a little sea-breeze mixed in. It's not about perfection. It’s about feeling. And that's the kind of art that sticks with you, isn't it?
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