I often stop by the Saint Vincent Cemetery, a very small cemetery up in Montmartre that is the final resting place for locals. I have to say that it is looking a bit shabby lately. It used to be pristine with no weeds and the trees all trimmed. In any case, the tombs look the same.
Besides the Eiffel Tower, there are signs all over the place that say, “Paris”:
As is often the case when I’m in Paris, I have a mix of photos of various things and places.
This graffiti made me laugh. I imagine there are few women left in the western world who are clueless about their “marital duties” but it was the case in Queen Victoria’s day. It must have been a shock to a lot of women. I would say this is true now about all that marriage entails in other areas-finances, compromise, just living with another person, especially of the opposite sex.
One of my favorite museums is the Orsay. I especially love Impressionism and you can find just about every famous artist represented here. Part of the art is the museum itself as it is an old renovated train station full of interesting details.
At the opposite end of the entrance is this cutaway of the Garnier Opera House. It shows how small the concert hall is compared to the rest of the building. I’d love to get a behind the scenes tours there one of these days.
A painting of Eugenie.
They had a son who slept in this elaborate bed, the most expensive piece of furniture made during this period worked on by many French artisans.
By Manet, Picnic on the Grass. It was rejected by the French Academy and instead put into le Salon des Refuses, an exhibit for more unconventional paintings such as this. It was controversial because the men were of the day it was painted bringing into question the nude woman, perhaps a prostitute? Anyway, it is pretty famous these days. I don’t know about you but I often go nude when on a picnic.
A few photos taken here and there while in Ibiza, mostly on our last day.
A view from the back side of Ibiza Town. This was from the home of a famous architect, new to me, named Broner. He designed it and the furniture inside. It was very simple, really, with windows everywhere with light and views, and, of course, a patio at the top.