Monet was floating when he painted this. He had bought an old fishing boat and nailed a cabin onto the deck. The studio boat was born. Now, he could paint the river from inside the river. It was here to stay: every time Monet moved house, Argenteuil to Vétheuil to Poissy to Giverny, the boat came too. No engines. Horses pulling it down towpaths. Tugboats. Rope. For fifty years he refused to paint water from dry land. Look at this sailboat. You're drifting next to it.
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