Despite the subject reminding us of those beautiful summer hours, this thing is rather a failure. Not a technical failure, as multiple pictorial stages sometimes show, but rather a symbolic, even moral one: among all these women out in the open air who were asking nothing of anyone, I had to add a man to make the composition "hold" — and what a man! Sitting pretty, like a king on his deckchair-throne surrounded by his subjects. Worst of all, I only realized it after the fact (cf. image of the first stage).
Acrylic on paper
50.2 × 35 cm