A Small Cemetery

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.

img_1866 It’s hard to make this out with the angle of the sun but this is the window in a “house” with the occupants, two married poets, looking out.

img_1867 All of the leaves on this tomb will be bright red in a few weeks.

img_1868 Artist, Utrillo and his mother, are buried here.

img_1869 This tomb is looking worn. Maybe the family isn’t around anymore to pay for upkeep.

img_1872 Maybe thoughts of cemeteries depress you so here is a photo to brighten your day. Loved the teeth.

How You Know You Are in Paris

Besides the Eiffel Tower, there are signs all over the place that say, “Paris”:

img_1864 Here is a literal sign, one for the metro. So iconic.

img_1859 Medieval architecture popping up unexpectedly.

img_1863 Inviting restaurants. This one is Ralph Lauren. Expensive but I think I will try it one day, just not the fifty euro hamburger.

img_1846 Unexpected art here and there. This looks like the shadow of a tree but it’s painted on the side of a building. Wonder why?

This and That

As is often the case when I’m in Paris, I have a mix of photos of various things and places.

img_1822 I love this typical Parisian facade and the leaves turning golden in the sun.

img_1828 I’ve always liked this exterior in the Left Bank.

img_1829 Stairs just inside the door of an old hotel.

img_1834 Look at this dapper gentleman. It wasn’t until I looked at it later that I realised that he was wearing shorts, perhaps knickers of some sort.

img_1845 An elegant window.

img_1840 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.

The Orsay

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.

img_1793 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.

img_1799 There are two huge clocks showing the time from outside but you can also get this incredible look at it from behind along with a view of Paris outside.

img_1803 Happily, they allow photography inside once more. This is by Cezanne.

img_1805 Degas. It was considered very controversial when first exhibited.

img_1806 This was controversial too, I guess because it showed common workers without shirts working. I just love the light. Note the wine bottle next to the worker on the right.

img_1810 A look at the restaurant in the museum.

The Spectacular Second Empire

 There is an interesting exhibit at the Orsay Museum called the Spectacular Second Empire 1852 to 1870 which gives a look at was called the “fête imperial”, an era of pleasure that was corrupted by wealth and sent many people who protested into exile, such as Victor Hugo, and 6,000 into prisons. A strong economy and a stable imperial regime resulted when Louis-Napoleon, nephew of Napoleon I, was elected the first President of the French Republic in December 1848 after a life spent in exile in England. His wife, Eugenie, became a fashion icon and championed the luxury goods industry and helped make Paris the entertainment capital of Europe. For example, she used Louis Vuitton for her luggage which led to his world wide fame. Charles Garnier’s new Opera House, the most famous and spectacular monument in Haussman Paris done during Napoleon III’s time, is an example of the massive redesign of Paris. The first department stores were opened during his reign, Bon Marche in 1852, followed by Au Printemps in 1865. 
 On display are some of the furniture, porcelain, and jewellery used or worn by the couple. There are many paintings on display as well. In the early Second Empire, few artists could compete with the artists Ingres and Winterhalter but during the 1860’s a new generation of painters emerged-Manet, Tissot, Degas and Cézanne-who made their name with full length portraits.
 The Second Empire ended with the defeat of France in the French-Prussian War and the capture of Napoleon III and the couple spent the rest of their lives in England and are, in fact, buried there.


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.

img_1783 Napoleon III.

img_1782 Some of Eugenie’s crowns.

img_1785 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.

Goodbye to Ibiza

A few photos taken here and there while in Ibiza, mostly on our last day.

img_1717 A night shot. As you can see, going to Dalt Vila, the top of Ibiza Town, is a cardiac workout.

img_1724 We had drinks here one night where the tables were set up on the steps. There were very low bean bag chairs and couches and I really had a struggle to get up at the end.

img_1729 We ate at a very good Thai restaurant while there-outside under the stars.

img_1739 Seen on a stroll around the harbor, a yacht, just a humble thing. This was the largest we saw. I always suspect Mafia money when I see these.

img_1749 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.

img_1757 The local market in what looks rather like a Greek temple.

img_1727 A rainbow to bid us adieu.