The Birth of Impressionism?

 

Having taken a few photos through my rain-soaked windshield this morning and run them through a paint app the thought struck me just now… what if the impressionist style of painting began in just such a way? It would have been a Bob Ross “happy accident” on steroids.

Stay with me. A glass maker who also happens to be an avid painter is carrying a pane of glass to fix a friend’s window. As he walks with it in hand and held in front of him an unexpected downpour hits and he finds himself in a so-called sunshower and the glass covered with water.

At first he is a little put off but then he sees the landscape before him through the glass in brilliant swirls and mottled colors that takes his breath away. The world and his perception of it has been utterly transformed and he is not sure that he’s ever seen something so beautiful!

He immediately turns himself around and hurries home in a kind of daze leaving the glass behind. At his house he begins dabbing heavy blotches of bright colored paint over a staid landscape he had been working on and transforms it into something never seen before.

Impressionism is born!

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