After church I met Stephanie at the Modern Art Museum. When I first saw the building from the Eiffel tower I thought it was so incongruent with the other classic structures in the city. Inside, however, it was amazing. Modern art needs space and clean lines and good lighting and I was amazed how the building showcased the art. Kandinski, Picasso, Miro: amazing when seen together and beside other artists. I really enjoyed the kinesthetic art of Soto. There was an artist who used spices to overpower the sense of sight--very interesting.
From modern art we met Becky and Ann and spent an amazing few hours at the Rodin museum. I was overwhelmed with the how his sculptures could convey intimacy. My favorite sculptures were of hands, The Secret being the best. The gardens were so pretty. I had a beautiful lunch in the Paris sunshine looking at "The Thinker."
The Musee Dorsay was our final stop and I should have devoted a whole day to this beautifully converted train station. All the impressionists were represented. Calibotte and Millet always my favorites, were still my favorite in real life. It is so much concentrated art, but again the presentation was astounding.
When the museum closed Becky and I headed for the Metro. There seemed to be an astounding number of people on the streets and an over abundance of police. We learned from a sweet young woman that the Metro was shut down due to gay marriage opponents. There were hundreds of people gathered and chanting in front of Napolean's tomb. I could almost imagine the same French flags waving during the Revolution. Thus began the big adventure and journey of getting home. It took us about 2 1/2 hours to walk home and we only made it by seeking sustenance at a crepe stand. Never has a crepe with bananas and Nutella tasted so good. It was a long and tiresome day, but every minute of it I had to pinch myself and remember that I was in Paris seeing the most famous art ever made.
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