I made myself go out for a short time to get a photo of the sunset. When the sun isn’t shining on you, it’s somewhat bearable even though it got up to 110 degrees. I just drove a short distance from my Mom’s to the edge of a nearby golf course, one of many, to get my photo.
I’m always a sucker for reflections in water.
Nearby are these sculptures of metal which are actually part of a system to handle flooding. I’ve seen water flowing out of the horse’s mouths before.
You can sort of see the tunnels through which the water goes which lead to a canal run off.
Looking up into a horse’s mouth. They are really big. I’ve seen them from the road before but didn’t really register thier size.
The freeways in Phoenix are amazing.
It’s hard to beat a stroll through the Orsay Museum, once a train station that they had to foresight to preserve and use.
A look down at the main gallery from up above. You can see that it was once a train station.
You can see Sacre Coeur on top of Montmartre from various windows.
I love the color of the dresses on these dancer by Degas.
Lots of sculptures to see.
That beautiful clock.
While I was in Paris I made a trip to the Picasso Museum. I visited years ago when I first moved to Paris. It was closed for years for a renovation and I wanted to visit but the long lines the first week kept me away. I tried again a few months later but upon arriving at 10am found it wouldn’t be open until 11. It now opens at 9:30. So, on a rainy morning I tried again and got in. I’ve read that the setup of the collection is controversial and rather confusing and that there are many small rooms and dead ends with the art rather mixed up. I enjoyed strolling around myself. I especially enjoyed the architecture of the old section. I’m not a huge fan of Picasso. He seems to be a misogynist to be with an obsession with women’s breasts but I have to say that the written explanations on the walls around the museum gave me an appreciation of all he did. His early work before he started taking everything apart and sort of throwing it on canvas is interesting to see. He was very prolific and tried just about every medium available. Interestingly, he applied for French citizenship in 1940 but was turned down because he was a friend of an anarchist. I also read that he and a friend once stole two sculpted heads from the Louvre but returned them when the Mono Lisa was stolen. He lived in France with his Spanish passport for the rest of his life vowing not to return to Spain while Franco was in power.
He didn’t do many landscapes. This one caught my eye because it was of a place called Royan which Maurice and I had just visited. He was inspired by Cezanne and they had a personal relationship. There is, in fact, one of Cezanne’s painting from Picasso’s personal collection, there in the museum. I have to say that I much prefer Cezanne.
A video I took of some metal sculptures by Picasso.
We’ve had a cold front here in Europe and the high yesterday was 32 degrees. I’ve been sort of nesting in our apartment keeping warm but then getting cabin fever so I bundled up and set out getting off the metro at Saint Paul, the Marais area.These photos are all places and things I’ve taken before but they are newly taken. I’m proud I braved the cold for an hour or so, ending up in a warm coffee place for a hot drink.
Maurice and I decided to do something special for our 14th wedding anniversary and, since the city of Bordeaux is nearby and we have never been there, we decided to spend a couple of days there. It turned out to be a fabulous city, really beautiful with ancient architecture but modern art sculpture here and there and a very nice tramway.
An amazing sculpture done by a woman artist-I think her name was Sanna. It’s made of metal, huge, sort of flat and, although there are features on the metal like the nose and mouth, it has more to it and looked like a photograph in many ways. Just incredible.