The Louvre, 2
11:53 PM
Still in the Louvre, our small group went in search of the Vermeer that Kim wanted to see, but alas, it was in the 3rd wing away. We saw quite a bit in passing, including the Medieval foundations of the Louvre, much more Greek art, including these small-scale carvings of Hercules...
another centaur,
a really extensive collection of Egyptian art, like this amazing blue stone, which is only about 9 inches tall...
though we were tired of crowds and cranky and searching for bathrooms by then and Dutch art and so Egypt, well, I've been there. We motored right through several rooms full of amazing collections, which were probably stolen by Napoleon. And we found
another centaur, another iconic painting, just sort of stuck in a room full of stuff, La Mort de Marat,
which I recognized mostly from the Peter Weiss play, The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum of Charenton Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade, which I've taught once upon a time.
But we pressed on, ignored monumental art on all sides, and got Kim to her goal:
After, we made our way out of the Louvre, stopping to gaze up throught the pyramid, no Tom Hanks in sight,
found me some coffee at Starbucks, a souvenir statue for Willy, got a bit lost searching for the right Metro stop, and so, lost, took photos outside,
and with the help of folks I stopped with some very proper French, who turned out to be British, found the Metro station...
bob
another centaur,
a really extensive collection of Egyptian art, like this amazing blue stone, which is only about 9 inches tall...
though we were tired of crowds and cranky and searching for bathrooms by then and Dutch art and so Egypt, well, I've been there. We motored right through several rooms full of amazing collections, which were probably stolen by Napoleon. And we found
another centaur, another iconic painting, just sort of stuck in a room full of stuff, La Mort de Marat,
which I recognized mostly from the Peter Weiss play, The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum of Charenton Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade, which I've taught once upon a time.
But we pressed on, ignored monumental art on all sides, and got Kim to her goal:
After, we made our way out of the Louvre, stopping to gaze up throught the pyramid, no Tom Hanks in sight,
found me some coffee at Starbucks, a souvenir statue for Willy, got a bit lost searching for the right Metro stop, and so, lost, took photos outside,
and with the help of folks I stopped with some very proper French, who turned out to be British, found the Metro station...
bob
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