Until I met Claude Monet last Christmas at the Denver Art Museum, I saw the world only in obvious colors, textures and forms. My uneducated sweep of vision took it all for granted because I had little visual context into the essence of things.
But it was Monet — up close and personal — who showed me the light. Standing within inches of his work, I could see the way he assembled forms and aggregated colors. I could see how he applied textures into an art form that, when standing back, created evocative scenes of nature or settings of culture […]