Hot take: if your painting makes people look cold, why are we even friends? by Pierre-Auguste Renoir

And yet I still have more patience than your entire skin palette.

You say that like anyone asked for your people to glow like butter.

Say what you want, but my canvases leave looking better than the group chat.

Renoir, every face you paint looks like it just got complimented.

Gentlemen, one of you paints fog, one paints fruit, and Renoir paints everyone like they owe him money.

At least my apples stay put, unlike your floating cheeks.

That is not an insult, Cézanne, that is literally his business model.

I paint joy. Some of you paint weather with hobbies.