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Vase De Fleurs (1910)
A burst of flowers spills from the vase, their petals soft yet electric against the dark. Each bloom hums with color, floating in a dreamlike haze where reality blurs at the edges. The arrangement feels alive—not just placed, but breathing.
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The Bower Garden (1859)
Two women sit in a lush garden, their flowing dresses blending with the riot of flowers. One plucks petals while the other gazes away, lost in thought. The air hums with color—deep greens, vibrant reds—a dreamlike scene where nature and human presence intertwine without boundary.
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Blossoms (1927)
Pink petals unfurl against a wash of green, delicate stems bending under their own weight. The flowers seem to pulse with life, each brushstroke suggesting movement—a breeze just passed through, or one about to arrive.
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Meadow with Flowers (1904)
A burst of wildflowers spills across the meadow, their colors flickering like scattered sunlight. Loose brushstrokes suggest petals trembling in a breeze you can almost feel—nature caught mid-breath. The field hums with unseen life beneath that vast, open sky.
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Bouquet of Flowers (ca. 1900–1905)
A dreamlike cluster of blooms floats against a hazy background, their petals glowing with soft pastel hues. The flowers seem to dissolve at the edges, as if caught between reality and imagination.
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Cottage Garden (1905-1907)
A riot of blossoms spills across the canvas, petals tangled in wild profusion. The garden hums with color—golden yellows, deep purples, vibrant greens—each stroke thick with life. No orderly rows here, only nature’s untamed exuberance, as if the flowers might burst beyond the frame.
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Les Fleurs
A garden bursts with color—dabs of pink, yellow, and violet dance across the canvas. Loose brushstrokes blur the flowers into a dreamy haze, as if seen through sunlit air. The petals seem to sway, alive with the warmth of a summer afternoon.
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A bouquet of poppies by the window
Sunlight spills through the window, igniting the poppies’ crimson petals. Their delicate stems bend slightly, as if whispering to each other. The bouquet pulses with life against the soft blur of the room beyond—a fleeting dance of color and light.
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Field flowers (1916)
A wild tangle of blossoms bursts from the canvas, their petals thick with paint. Rustic stems twist upward, carrying the untamed energy of an open meadow. The colors hum—golden yellows, deep blues, a flicker of crimson—each brushstroke alive with the raw simplicity of nature’s untended beauty.