Houses in Normandy 1913

Gustave Loiseau made this painting of houses in Normandy with small, dab-like brushstrokes that feel a little like Seurat and a little like Monet, but really, it's his own thing. Imagine him standing there, squinting in the bright sunlight of Normandy, trying to capture not just what he sees, but how it feels to be there. He builds up the scene with these little touches of color, one next to the other, like notes in a melody. See how the blue of the sky sneaks into the shadows of the houses, and how the red of the roofs warms up the green of the fields? I love how Loiseau isn’t afraid to let the painting breathe, to leave some parts undefined. It's a reminder that painting isn't about perfect representation, but about capturing a fleeting moment, an impression. Maybe artists like Loiseau remind us that art is really just one big, ongoing conversation.