The first thing I saw was the same old pyramids and other Egyptian ruins. You see them in the Metropolitan in
So I was interested in the paintings primarily because I wanted a comparison with the contemporary art I had seen earlier. I also knew that one needs to be a little detached and ruthless about what to see and what not to see, otherwise it can be very tiring. I spent five hours there, pretending to be an expert art critic, picking out paintings I loved, paintings I would want if I could buy them. These were paintings that spoke to me, and that I could relate to – sometimes because of the subject and plot, sometimes because of the excellent technique. I stood looking at some of them for several minutes.
In the end I was exhausted, but I was full of awe at how much great art there was under this roof.
I left and went to the Michel neighborhood, to get a sandwich. Then I went back to my room. I should mention here that earlier in the day I was looking up the locations of Le Corbusier’s architecture in
In the evening I discovered online an itinerary prepared by an art school that brings students to paint in
The sun was setting on
I spent the late evening in the Marais, sitting at a bar and writing (and sketching) in my journal. People from
I missed the last Metro at 1am and had to take a taxi back home. But before I did that I walked in the deserted streets of