A quick trip into London to see the Bonnard exhibition. My biggest take-away: one Bonnard in a gallery is a cheerful thing; a gallery full of Bonnard paintings - eight or nine rooms of them - is by far too many; too bright; too little evidence (and now I sound really carpy and old fashioned) that he can draw. But I guess I hadn't realised that he'd carried on painting more or less the same paintings until after WW2 ... In any case, I enjoyed the walk along the Embankment - I always do - with high tide on the Thames sloshing around. Here's a slice of Blackfriars Station that I don't recollect ever seeing before quite like this, and a Mexican big cat, just as bright, and much more appealing to me, than M. Bonnard ...
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