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In those days, Degas was a great friend to us all. That was before the rot set in.
(Old Claude Monet)
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That morning, I leapt out of bed to capture that moment. The light changes constantly. A sunrise must be painted as it happens - it's a race against time.
How long did I have? 30 minutes at most, maybe only 10! Sweeping washes of paint ... thin fluid bands ... a swift foundation ...
(Old Claude Monet on 'Impression: Sunrise')
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Cezanne: An exhibition of our own?
Renoir: We paint what we want, we sell what we can.
Degas: A Salon of realists ...
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Within that small photographers studio on the Boulevard des Capucines was the most vibrant, most modern exhibition Paris had ever seen.
(Old Claude Monet)
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Monet: Madam, if my work is beyond your commprehension, what good would it do me to paint here?
Alice Hoschede: Please give me time. Whatever you paint here, I shall learn to cherish.
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What's the matter? What is it? Sit down ... sit down.
(Monet to Camille)
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The trains were halted, the platforms cleared. For several hours, I, station master Monet, had the freedom of the Gare Saint-Lazare. (Old Caude Monet)
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My poor wife gave up the struggle this morning at half-past ten after the most ghastly suffering. I am in a state of distress, finding myself alone with my poor children.
(Letter from Claude Monet to Georges de Bellio, 5th September 1879)
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What could be more natural than to preserve the last image of a person who's about to leave you ... for ever? The painter first, then the husband.
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