Park Monceau in Parijs 1937

Pierre Bonnard made this print, Park Monceau in Paris, with what looks like lithographic crayon on paper. I love the way that Bonnard goes about artmaking as a process. The surface is alive with marks; the texture is almost like a swarm. Look at the little figures scattered throughout the composition, each rendered with the same scratchy intensity as the trees. There's a sense of energy, of constant motion. See how the figures are not still but rather impressions of people, like snapshots. It's so fresh and immediate, you can almost feel the cool air and hear the sounds of the city. Bonnard, like Vuillard, reminds me that art is a conversation, a way of seeing and feeling the world that is always open to interpretation.