Mont Sainte-Victor 65cm× 81cm
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Mountains and rivers are merging with the sky, mixed with green clouds gliding into the undulating lines of rocks. Between these light sections, the white on the canvas resists color, just as the earth can float on the surface, always full of light.
The painter stayed there for a long time, looking at the sky, and finding the color of the earth under his feet. He may be depicting what he sees, things in his memory, different moments overlapping each other, like the complex hues of green or blue on his palette. The blue color spreads onto the canvas, blending into the abundance that seems to have fashion in hesitation.
The unquestioned Mount Sainte-Victor did not make an effort to draw its own silhouette. Cézanne emphasizes absolute existence, he doesn't care about details, or the precise shape of this existence cannot exist without his own exploration, and is eventually accepted and reconstructed. Scattered brushstrokes overlapped, collided, sometimes mixed, hesitated, as if the facts might leave traces, each stroke determined that there had ever been a person who had lived in this place at this time.
Colors gather toward the light, touch, or try to replace it, intertwining, diluting, exhausting, or eventually drowning in the effort to tell themselves, the work will interpret the eternity of the world. At the foot of Mount Saint-Victor, like a metaphor he must utter, the mountains he had to climb. That's why each stroke opens up a new path, fills a chasm, and prolongs a detour.
Excerpt from "Reading Impressionism"