As I heard Matthew Collings talk at the Crunch Festival in Hay the other day and also as he was one of the curators  for the Witching Hour exhibition here is a quote of his I really relate to.

And when an Impressionist artist paints a picnic it’s really not the picnic but an idealisation of freshness and spontaneity involving subtle hue and tone balances and wriggly soft edged forms, and forms above reflecting and echoing forms below, and so on, which are all just different approaches to the same theme of visual metaphor. Metaphors for what it’s like to be alive.