Sunday, 6 March 2011

A Constant Flux at L'Orangerie, Paris

I fail to remember a time when I did not know the work of Monet.
Whether it be at the forefront of my cerebral conscious, or gently simmering within my subconscious, its existence has been constant, yet its presence has been in constant flux.
As one grows and develops with each day, so does one’s perspective and environment.
Through this renaissance of responsiveness, the heterogeneous lives within the homogeneous; Its personal and contextual relevance remains conducive to today or tomorow’s yesterday.

Its existence eternal, its presence present.

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