5.4.12

Paris, January 2012.




"If one of us dies, the husband said to his wife, I shall move to Paris."

SIGMUND FREUD


"To inhale Paris preserves the soul."

VICTOR HUGO




My journal...


I have visited Paris many times before. For me it is a truly special place. I cannot be sad in Paris. It is the perfect destination for me, when suffering from the post Christmas blues. J'aime Paris. I love everything Parisian (well almost). This time I went specifically for the art as there were three amazing temporary exhibitions on at the same time.

I took an early Eurostar train which arrived at the Gare du Nord in Paris in time for breakfast. I dropped my luggage off at my hotel and I was off on my Parisian adventure...



Hello Seine and hello Eiffel Tower...



An ornate bronze boy and fish statue on the 'Pont Alexandre III'
 overlooking the river Seine.



A golden angel guarding the 'Pont Alexandre III' which James Bond
 jumped from, onto a boat on the river... 



 And a statue of a girl holding a conch shell on the pont.




I stop for tea at the 'Petit Palais' al fresco of course,
 even though it is January...




And then over the road to the Grand Palais for the 'Stein Collection' exhibition.
A collection of paintings that had belonged to the Avant-Garde
 American Stein family: Gertrude, Leo, Michael and his wife Sarah.


The exhibition poster.




The exhibition was as much about the Stein family
who did the collecting as it was about the artwork.
Gertrude Stein and her partner Alice B Toklas
are pictured in the photo above in their drawing
room surrounded by contemporary artwork.



In 1907 Apollinaire said: 

"That American lady who along with her brothers 
and other family members became the most
surprising patrons of our time,
 sockless in Delphic sandals they wander around,
 their scientific minds raised skybound."


This painting is tender and very beautiful. It shows Bonnard's wife Marthe, sleeping.
 He loved to paint her and did so, over several decades.

'La Sieste' 
PIERRE BONNARD 1900




This painting was very controversial in 1905. Paris was shocked.
 The colours were thought to be totally outrageous...

'Woman with a Hat'
HENRI MATISSE 1905




This painting is 7ft tall and was my favourite.
Picasso painted it during his 'Rose Period'.
 It has a fantastical desert background.

'Boy Leading a Horse'
PABLO PICASSO 1905-06




On my way back to my hotel the Parisian florists along the
 way were selling mimosa from Provence that smelled divine.



And it was so pretty too...



Next day, off on the Metro to the Musee Luxemburg...



On tiptoes...he could do with a ladder...




A lone accordian player at the metro station serenading travellers with
a haunting rendition of 'Ave Maria'.



Luxemburg Gardens. Rows of geometric deciduous trees.
 I felt like I had stepped into an Impressionist's painting.



The Musee Luxemburg and there is no-one around...



Apart from him on the left relaxing with the marble sculptures...



The bare 'bones' of the gardens...




 On to the next exhibition 'Cezanne et Paris'




Cezanne was famous for his unique geometric style of painting in saturated blocks of colour.
'Quartier du Four, Auvers-sur-Oise'

PAUL CEZANNE 1873



'River Banks'

 PAUL CEZANNE 1904-05



'A Modern Olympia'

PAUL CEZANNE 1873-74

A controversial (in 1874) erotic nude take on Manet's Olympia.
This is one of my favourite paintings ever; Edouard Manet's infamous 'Olympia' which hangs in the Musee D'Orsay.
 It was exhibited at 'Le Salon' in  Paris in 1865 and it caused an outcry. Beautiful, brazen Olympia dares to stare at
us straight from the painting and the black maid conjured up images of the harem.


Cezanne eventually gets all his erotic tensions out of his system
and then just paints nudes??!!



'Three Bathers'

PAUL CEZANNE 1876-77




On my way back to my hotel, I noticed some 'street art'
on the side of a building. A black cat and a penguin family...



The next day I pass the elegant and imposing
'Assemblee Nationale' building on my way
 to the Musee Rodin.




In the Musee Rodin gardens a bird in a tree...
Well a wood pigeon in a crab apple tree to be precise...



The mystical sulphur coloured spider-like flowers of Witch Hazel that
filled the air with a heady cloying fragrance.



And from the winter flowering Viburnam's knarled stems,
 its pale-pink buds were heavily and deliciously scented too...



OMG! It really is 'The Thinker', just hanging out 'en plein air' within the
grounds of the Musee Rodin. The Thinker dates from 1881 and portrays
Dante but could just as easily be Rodin himself, reflecting on his work.



Another Rodin sculpture 'en plein air'...



She didn't mind me taking this photo...





Sometimes the camera sees more than you do;
 three bodies, two pairs of legs...





Off to Rodin's exhibition 'Capturing the Model' now, which
consisted of 300 drawings and watercolours
completed in the last 30 years of his life...



In 1906, some Royal Cambodian dancers were visiting Paris...

Rodin said: "I contemplated them in ecstasy."

Rodin was spellbound and became addicted...
He ran out of paper to draw on and had
to resort to sketching on waxed paper
used for wrapping meat from a butcher...


 Rodin's Cambodian Dancers



And then on to the exquisite nudes...

A delicate Rodin nude watercolour...



And another...


Rodin said that he was obsessed with the line of the female body...



And finally...










On my way back to my hotel, I pass the magical,
twinkling, Eiffel Tower again and it never,
ever, ceases to make my heart skip a beat...




Au revoir Paris. I will return again very soon
 because you have my heart...




"If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man,
 then wherever you go for the rest of your life it stays with you,
 for Paris is a moveable feast."

ERNEST HEMINGWAY







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