PROUST AND ART . . . Here's the painting Lost Illusions by Charles Gleyre--

 
And Proust in Swann's Way--

Sometimes in the afternoon sky the moon would creep up, white as a cloud, furtive, lustreless, suggesting an actress who does not have to come on for a while, and watches the rest of the company for a moment from the auditorium in her ordinary clothes, keeping in the background, not wishing to attract attention to herself. I enjoyed finding its image reproduced in books and paintings . . . It might, for instance, be some novel by Saintine, some landscape by Gleyre, in which it is silhouetted against the sky in the form of a silver sickle, one of those works as naively unformed as were my own impressions . . .

Post suggested by the great book Paintings in Proust, by Eric Karpeles.