Art: Watery Depths

"Unfortunately what is called progress is nothing but the invasion of bipeds who will not rest until they have transformed everything with gas lamps—and, what is worse—with electric lights. What times we live in!" So wrote Paul Cézanne in 1902, and, choosing not to live in his times, he spent his last years in the sunlit hills of Southern France in a solitary search for the pure sensations of color. And even more than his oils, the hermit master's ventures in the casual medium of watercolor blaze with a natural incandescence that never could...