What does it mean to be human?
We try so hard to connect with each other.
Even when we are angry, or confused, or scared.
We offer the gift of our vulnerability, we open ourselves up to pain.
What else can we do?
“Man with black socks and bouquet” oil on canvas, 36x28 inches (sold)
I watch my husband putting on his black socks.
His familiar movements and gestures are beautiful to me.
“Ian and his black socks” ink on paper, 11x14 inches
“Man putting on black socks” oil on canvas mounted on board, 12x7.5 inches
I look at Bonnard’s paintings of women putting on black stockings.
The paintings are sensual and tender, but they make me feel sad.
Life is short.
Ordinary moments become precious as they pass away.
And we are so hungry for connection.
We try so hard. What else can we do?
“Woman Putting on Her Stockings” Pierre Bonnard, 1893
“Woman with Black Stockings” Pierre Bonnard, 1900
another Bonnard painting