Proust: Daughter of Swann 1995

Maria Bozoky made "Proust: Daughter of Swann" with watercolor on paper, and the title says a lot. Think about the flow of watercolor, its unpredictable nature as it seeps and bleeds, kinda like how memory works, right? I imagine Bozoky, leaning over the paper, letting the colors mingle to find this garden. The house in the background, peeking through the thick strokes of green and blue, feels like a half-remembered dream. The figure—is it Swann's daughter?—standing in the middle, feels so present, even with the soft wash of white enveloping them. The red flowers in the foreground, so vibrant, so alive. It makes me think of other painters, Bonnard and Vuillard for example. Bozoky is playing with perspective and depth, pushing and pulling us through the layers of paint. There's an intimacy here. It's like she's letting us into her own private world. Painters create a portal into the past, present, and future. Each one, like Bozoky, adds their own unique brushstroke to the ongoing story of art.