Lace and a Peach
The fly is on purpose. Dutch painters put a fly on the fruit so you would remember the afternoon ends. A sprayer can cover a peach. It cannot decide to leave the fly.
The rest of the room
Things a sprayer cannot do.
Lace. Skin. A dying rose. Weather coming in. Fat paint dragged through wet umber. Each of these needed a point, not a nozzle.
After the Rain
Condensation is a thousand small decisions. So is a dirty rag. The rose is already finished. The garden is not.
Weather Coming In
Turner used a sprayer once. It was his mouth, full of paint, blown at the canvas. Even he went back in with a brush for the boat.
Fat over Lean
This is the whole argument in one ridge of paint. Each bristle leaves a furrow. You cannot spray a furrow.