The Accidental Masterpiece: The First Scene

SCENE ONE: BONNARD'S STUDIO
( Bonnard is writing a letter to one of his models. He is hunched over at his writing desk with the windows open. There is a soft breeze. Marthe enters.)

MARTHE:  What are writing there?
( Marthe looks over Bonnard's shoulder. Bonnard tries to block her sight from the letter.)

BONNARD: It is nothing...
( He starts to fold it up, but still is looking down away from Marthe.)
Just some business I need to take care of.
( He looks at Marthe with a sly smile, but Marthe isn't pleased. )

MARTHE: Well, what is the letter about?

BONNARD: Oh, it's nothing.
( Bonnard starts to turn back around to his writing desk, but then is stopped by a Marthe's hand.)

MARTHE: What are you not telling me this time?
( Marthe starts to turn bright red, and her cheeks swell up. Bonnard starts to notice.)

BONNARD: It is nothing that needs to be questioned.

MARTHE: This is what always happens though.
( She starts to sigh after a pause.)
You never tell me what goes on with you anymore.

( Bonnard spins around. He is now in an anger of rage. )

BONNARD: I do tell you what goes on. You just choose to never listen.

MARTHE: I do so listen. You just never actually seem interested when ever you tell me about it. You seem always so, soo, soo....
( In sudden outburst)
UNLIVELY.

BONNARD: I am a man of my word. I AM NEVER A PERSON OF BORE, BUT OF ART.

MARTHE: Well, you make it seem so unlively to me all the time. It is though you never want to love me anymore.
( She rips the crumpled letter out of Bonnard's hand. She starts to rip it open. )

BONNARD: MARTHE, you need to calm down. NOW!!!!
( Bonnard starts to get more angry.

MARTHE: Who is this? ...
( after a pause)
This.....
( starts to tear up)
This... Lucienne Dupuy de Frenelle?!?!?!?!
( starts to scream)
WHY DO YOU NOT LOVE ME?

BONNARD: MARTHE, You are the only woman I will ever love. No one will ever be like you, my sweet Marthe.

( While Bonnard is found out of his chair, kneeling on the ground to Marthe, Marthe starts to cry in her arms. The letter is still held onto. )

BONNARD: Honey, let me explain. You don't understand.

MARTHE: I do understand. I don't need you..
( she rips the letter in halves)
or anyone...
( she rips it in fourths)
to tell me ....
( she rips it into eighths)
" I LOVE YOU!!!"

( The papers fall to the ground, surrounding Bonnard as he kneels on the floor before Marthe.)

BONNARD:  MARTHE COME BACK PLEASE.
( he starts to cry, a single tear falls)

MARTHE: I thought I loved, and instead I was in love with a canvas that was plain and boring, that never got one stroke in at all. Bonnard, I envy you. I really do. None of that matters anyhow, because my heart belongs somewhere else. Not to a lost artist anyhow. Good bye my love.

( Marthe exits the studio, leaving Bonnard kneeling and crying in his studio, in a puddle full of lost love, despair and a broken heart. )

The Accidental Masterpiece: The Art of His Paintings.

I admire the fact that Bonnard has a very beautiful way of showing us how a usual day would be for him when visiting by the shore. It has a sort of acrylic sense with the textures on how he balances both the land and sky. It is a bay with the most iconic boats I have ever seen , but it reminds me of my childhood so much. I would go to Italy and see all the different kinds of boats when I would go to visit Naples. It was such a nice experience for me. It made me feel like I was back in the 1950's when they had this kind of thing that would usually bring people together from all around the world. 

When I look at this painting, it shows me an essence of how life was like back then in Bonnard's time. I could imagine myself sitting beside Bonnard at a nearby coffee shop and watch this scene blossom on the street. It would seem like just a quick picture in my that would slowly fade away, but with Bonnard, he would fully do it to the extent of making it into a story. As he is an artist, he takes what he sees from reality and using art, he creates an image for us that we never looked at closer. The way that this picture shows us united people and how diverse this could be from how other people would see this is such an amazing talent that Bonnard has. 

In this painting, I see a family with a dog sitting near the water having a picnic. The child is holding some type of doll while the father and mother are talking. This shows this happening on one of those late summer nights that you would go out with your family to the park. I admire this painting so much because it brings a sense of happiness and warmth to the viewer of the painting. I think that Bonnard gave the child a striped white dress to show the look of innocence in the corner which makes you have a positive intake on the painting. The father is the darkest color that makes him look more as the protector of the family. The mother is protecting herself from the sun with a parasol which makes her look very down to earth and loving. This is what I think brings the whole painting together all in all. This painting brings love and warmth to anyone that views it. 

The Accidental Masterpiece Introduction: My Thoughts

Where do I even begin? There was so much to say at least about what the introduction was about, but you probably already know. So, I don't really want to talk about that. I want to talk about trying to discover art in your own life. When you read the Accidental Masterpiece, it gave you that view of fellow artists, but it tells you about the art of life basically. Every single thing that goes on in your life has an art to it. You could be eating pancakes and you would discover the art of eating pancakes. It's anything that you do on every single adventure you have in your life every day. I just think that personally, having previous artists before you creating n irresistible passion is literally a work of art. Doesn't it matter now what the art of anything is though? I do admire that fact that Bonnard could have had a different life if he hadn't taken that single route to find his precious Marthe, but still. You need to at least know what is going on around you. Bonnard did and had the art of feeling an emotion towards Marthe that he couldn't just ignore. It's the kind of feeling that I always get when I feel someone is watching me whenever I walk around by myself. It is the craziest emotion, but it sometimes scares me.
It reminds me of how much time we really do have in this world. Even though I know that oblivion will come eventually, I'm not ready to leave yet. I have my whole life ahead of me to have the best adventure of my life because that is what they all say. I want to make the moments that fly by me mine, and not just to make it a distant memory to forget about. I want to enjoy every little art of my life.
It seems silly I know, but I feel as though this is my connection to the book. The way that Bonnard might now have met his wife explains how all of the decisions I made have led me to this moment now. I could have taken another route or path, made another decision or even let something pass me by. I never let anything go though, and nowadays I am very pretty happy with my life. There is always that time that you do wonder what would happen to you if you hadn't made the decision that you ended up making in the end. Where would you be right now at this time? What would your relationships actually be like ?
Bonnard felt a feeling on that day that be found his wife, but how did he ever go through with it? He followed the emotion that you always get when you know that you have to follow it no matter what. When I was younger, if I had never tried to audition up against six boys for a lead part in a musical, I don't know where I would even be today. That was one of the decisions that I made on my own with that same emotion that Bonnard got. It just would not have been the same today that I would have actually learned I love acting. With little decisions here and there, it can effect your life in a humongous ways. Bonnard found his way to his destiny, and I found my way to mine. It was with that same emotion, of determination and courage. It just connected me to how I could relate myself to someone else in the same boat as me.
It just gives me a better sense of what I am doing with what I have in my life . The mistakes that brought me here to this moment that I am today. It came as a quick thought and then emotion transferred into a reality. Where would Bonnard be today if it actually never happened? I have always had the same feelings as Bonnard as a fellow artist. We are all artists in our own individual ways. I just think that some have realized what they have at certain times.
It all goes a certain one way of another. I just think that my life, is my art and creation that I need to create. Over the years, I will transform my creation slowly into reality. Right now, it my life is an art.