A Gustave Caillebotte Jig-Saw Puzzle Update
Not to sound like Santiago in Hemingway’s classic story but we’ve been seven (thankfully not 84 - yet) days chipping away at this monster of a jig-saw puzzle. We have exhausted the few areas that display distinct colours or form and are left with most of the puzzle pieces just as they tumbled from the box. Most are in subtle shades of gray or black and present no obvious, discernible pattern. And, to add to the difficulty, many of the pieces look alike, even to the placement and shape of the die-cut edges. I finally decided to separate the pieces into groups based on total, overall colour. I started with the black pieces, (yet even here there were at least three different shades of ‘black’). Then I separated the blacks into sub-groups, ie those in which all four sides were ‘innies’, then those where all four sides were ‘outies’, if you get what I mean. Then those with three ‘outies and one ‘innie, then ’three ‘innies’ and one ‘outie’. etc., etc. After this was accomplished I subdivided these groups into ‘fatties’ and ‘thinies’, as some pieces are decidely taller than they are wide. Then I drank a bottle of Cabernet and went to bed for a couple of days.
Well, this approach seems to be working, though the time involved to place each piece might best be measured with an hourglass.
And thank goodness we have a table where the puzzle and its pieces can remain undisturbed while we plan our next move.
Working on this puzzle has hopefully refreshed my eyes regarding my perception of colour, and may yet make me a more reliable observer identifying the colours in a birds plumage, or the true colour of a passing cloud, or a swath of fabric viewed from a distance, etc. I tell myself, if nothing else comes of this, I am re-training my eyes to really see.
In the meantime, to quote from one of my favorite authors, Samuel Beckett:
“You must go on, I can’t go on. I’ll go on.”
The Unnamable
or
“Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.”
Worstward Ho!
