Bonnard. Landscape in the South (Le Cannet), 1943.
It has seemed to me all this complicated week that one mark of human maturity is the ability to hold complexities - sometimes overwhelming, uncomfortable, contradictory, impossible to fathom - and to still be okay. I hope I'll be able to do it better soon. At least for now I can see the need, allowing the world to be just as diverse and chaotic as it is. We want things to be nicer, orderly, more pleasant, but there's only one world.