Thursday, August 05, 2004
8-3-04
I went to the Musee d'Orsay, which houses mostly impressionist pieces and some naturalist ones too. So you've got your Cezanne, your Manet, your Monet, Matisse, Van Gogh, Renoir, Toulousse-Lautrec, and let's not forget Whistler.
Now, anyone who's familiar with my 1998 work, "Crotchety Old Biddies Baking in the Sun," knows that this mess is my cup of tea. It's life...almost. There's an unrealistic element to it that reminds me of how weird life is sometimes...and imperfect. You have to step back and see the whole thing for it to make any sense. And then you can see how all the details work together to create form, expression, and movement. It resonates with me more than the portraits of the renaissance for example. Just love it.
Note to future husband: At least part of our house WILL be decorated with impressionist art. I'm going to register for it somehow along with the china.
10 points awarded to the artist who painted a woman's hoo-ha. 1000 points for naming it "The Origin of the World."
I didn't make it to the Picasso museum. My body just wouldn't allow it. I took a siesta instead, then went for a crepe and a visit to the Arc de Triomphe, which is massive and beautiful...very triumphant. And that pretty much concluded my visit to Paris.
Oh, for lunch, I had a little baguette pizza that I promise you all had mashed potatoes on it instead of tomato sauce. And I ate it while watching a man play a drum (w/cymbals), an accordian, and a trumpet at once (he was quite good). I was also being stalked by a pigeon. I ate fast.
Now, anyone who's familiar with my 1998 work, "Crotchety Old Biddies Baking in the Sun," knows that this mess is my cup of tea. It's life...almost. There's an unrealistic element to it that reminds me of how weird life is sometimes...and imperfect. You have to step back and see the whole thing for it to make any sense. And then you can see how all the details work together to create form, expression, and movement. It resonates with me more than the portraits of the renaissance for example. Just love it.
Note to future husband: At least part of our house WILL be decorated with impressionist art. I'm going to register for it somehow along with the china.
10 points awarded to the artist who painted a woman's hoo-ha. 1000 points for naming it "The Origin of the World."
I didn't make it to the Picasso museum. My body just wouldn't allow it. I took a siesta instead, then went for a crepe and a visit to the Arc de Triomphe, which is massive and beautiful...very triumphant. And that pretty much concluded my visit to Paris.
Oh, for lunch, I had a little baguette pizza that I promise you all had mashed potatoes on it instead of tomato sauce. And I ate it while watching a man play a drum (w/cymbals), an accordian, and a trumpet at once (he was quite good). I was also being stalked by a pigeon. I ate fast.
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