1874. The exhibition that will name Impressionism is 4 months away. They had the concept and the date. That's it. No list of works, not even a final list of artists. Degas wants classic. Pissarro wants radicals. It's a mess. And Monet? He goes to Amsterdam. Paints canals and harbors. Back three weeks before the show, picks a blurry seascape from Le Havre, names it Impression. He ghosted the planning. Showed up last minute. Named a revolution by accident. Magistral.
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