When Renoir dived into impressionism, he did it without limits, all in on the plein air thing. When he pulled away from it, he pulled away all the way, locked in his studio doing portraits. He went so far he ended up hating it.
Then he figured out his way was somewhere in the middle. Went south chasing relief for his rheumatism, got back outside, and painted this.
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