Wednesday, 7 November 2012

Mercredi

Having been rather unlucky/disorganised with gallery opening times I was feeling rather pressured to cram on our last day. With slight deja vu we jumped on the bus to the Centre Pompidou which is not only the largest museum of modern art in Europe but also houses a vast public library and IRCAM, a centre for music and acoustic research. It was to be a nerve centre of French art and culture, uniting different forms of expression under one roof. Designed by Italian architects Renzo Piano, Gianfranco Franchini and British architect Richard Rogers in the style of high-tech architecture, 1971-1977, and named after the French President at the time George Pompidou.

The resulting look was no doubt 'high-tech' in appearance, it was like nothing I had ever seen before. The building appeared to have been turned inside out showing an exposed skeleton of metal work and brightly coloured tubes that resembled hamster tunnels making it look more like a machine than a building.

Centre Pompidou from the front

Centre Pompidou from the back

This guy was also painted on a building round the corner who I thought was quite cool...


Once we were inside, rather pleased with ourselves for sneaking in free by telling a wee white lie that we were a year younger and playing the dumb foreign card we headed up, through the maze of hamster tunnels, to level fives permanent collection. This floor charted modern arts development from 1905 to the 1960's. Painting, sculpture, drawing, photography, cinema, design and architecture filled the huge gallery space. The works on show illustrated the main movements at the beginning of the 20th century - Cubism, the birth of abstraction, Dada, early Surrealism - along with monographs. The post-1945 period saw the emergence of new movements: the new French realists and American Neo-Dadaists, kinetic art, design and architecture.

There were so many fantastic works I got a bit carried away taking photos.

Ten Lizes, 1963 - Andy Warhol

Electrical Prisms, 1914 - Robert Delaunay

Picasso

'La Jambe,' 1958 - Giacometti

Back down the hamster tunnel led to the other half of the permanent collection, 'Contemporary Art from 1960 to the Present,' renewed every two years to keep it 'contemporary.' It offered a chronological journey with recent acquisitions given pride of place. The exhibition began with work by several well know artists, moving onto lesser known ones. Lastly architecture, design, photography new media and cinema were presented. By definition modern art is always in motion -  new artists emerge and trends surface, it is the museums aim is to bring these things to the public eye so as to write a history of the last fifty years of art in the present tense.

Before catching our eurostar at 7 I didn't really feel we could come to Paris without popping into the Musee d'Orsay, even if it was a flying visit. Arriving to rather a large queue we really didn't have much time at all so had to be selective, choosing to spend most of our time in the 'Gallerie Des Impressionnistes.'

Inside the Musee d'Orsay from the 5th floor


The Musee is housed in the former Gare d'Orsay, an impressive beaux-arts railway station, 1898-1900. It holds predominantly French art dating from 1848-1915, including paintings, sculptures, furniture and photography. Most famous for holding the worlds largest collection of Impressionist and Post-Impressionist works by artists such as Monet, Manet, Degas, Renoir, Cezanne, Gauguin, Van Gogh, Sisley plus many more.

On the ground floor was the  'Galerie Symboliste' which had some fantastic pieces by Toulouse-Lautrec, one of my all time favourites.

The Dance at the Moulin Rouge, 1895 - Toulouse-Lautrec

Femme de Profil (Madame Lucy)

Up a level was the 'Galerie Neo et Post-Impressionniste' holding a few more favourites by Van Gogh, as well as a sculpture gallery with the plaster original of Rodin's Gates of Hell, 1888-1917.

Self-Portrait, 1889 - Van Gogh

L'eglise d'Auvers-sur-Oise, vue de chevet, 1890 

La nuit etoilee, 1888


The Gates of Hell, 1888-1917 - Rodin

On the 5th floor was the 'Galerie des Impressionnistes,' the collection traces the history of the movement from its origins in the 1860's, to its continuing influence into the 20th century. In 1873 Monet, Renoir, Degas, Cezanne, Sisley, Pissarro and Berthe Morisot organised an exhibition outside the official Salon. The first exhibition in 1874 was met with shock as their works were considered unfinished sketches, using the term 'Impressionist' for the first time.

Nympheas Bleus, 1916-1919 - Monet

Although they didn't follow a coherent programme they depicted changes in the modern world, concentrating in the 1870's on the stations, dances and cafes of Paris, as well as its suburbs - a place for both leisure and industry. They prefered a style of painting that captured moment, that conveyed a personal and subjective impression of the changing world. The brushwork is rapid and visible; the framing is often off centre; the colours are light, seeking to capture the atmospheric effects outdoors in contract to the precise, highly polished paintings produced in the studio that were exhibited at the Salon.

Dance Class at the Opera, 1874 - Degas

By 1886 eight collective exhibitions had been organised, in spite of increasing divergences between artists who, from the 1890's on, were moving in new and personal directions. After several difficult years, when the Impressionists were particularly reliant on the support of a small group of committed art lovers, dealers and critics, the beginning of the 20th century saw these painters, who had overturned traditional methods of representation, achieve success and international recognition.

Mont Sainte-Victoire, 1890 - Cezanne

There were so many iconic works on display I could have spent all day there. Sadly time did not allow - oh well I will just have to visit again.

Tuesday, 6 November 2012

Mardi

Feeling slightly fresher than the previous morning the three of us set off to the Pompidou Centre to be greeted by a big fat FERME MARDI sign, not a good start. Something that was open and close by was the 'Paris, seen by Hollywood' at the Hotel de Ville de Paris. Paris is by far the foreign city most frequently portrayed in Hollywood cinema, since the beginning of American cinema it has been represented on screen more than 800 times. The exhibition explored various visions of the French capital in American films displaying a collection of photographs, film extracts, costumes and posters - quite the cinematic journey!

Hotel de Ville de Paris

After a croque monsieur on the bank of the seine we headed to the Musee Rodin, only to find out its staff were on strike, at least this time we could console ourselves that no guide book could have warned us of this, something we were beginning to feel we were distinctly lacking.

A glimpse of Rodin's The Burghers of Calais 
Worry not, the afternoon was not wasted, we still managed to amuse ourselves visiting Notre Dame, one of the finest examples of French Gothic architecture on the Ile de la Cite, built between 1166 - 1345. We also popped into Saint-Sulpice, not much smaller than Notre Dame making it the cities second largest church. Built in several phases from 1646-1745 it illustrates a variety of architectural styles, clearly seen in its classical fascade and mis-matching towers. 

Notre Dame

Saint-Sulpice

I loved exploring the many winding back streets Paris has to offer, every shop was so beautifully presented, so French, and round each corner would be another suprise whether it be another incredible building or group of musicians, jollily busking away...


  
Macarooooons

Gateau







Lundi

The next morning, with a rather sore head, Harriet and I headed straight to the local Patisserie before hitting the Musee D'Orsay. On arrival we realised it was Monday, the only day of the week it was closed. Though I probably shouldn't admit this, being the sun worshipper that I am I was quite pleased not to be going inside and missing out on the good weather. We therefore decided to soak up some rays, opting to see various sights from the outside (cheapskate tourists); we had both been to Paris before though so it was totally allowed. After a stroll through the Tuileries Garden, passing the iconic pyramid entrance to the Louvre, we headed up, past Le Palais Garnier, to Montmartre, stopping at a nice little cafe for a 'tartine.'



Tuileries Garden

Louvre

The hill up to the Sacre-Coeur was so steep we ended up having a siesta on a couple of benches. The climb was well worth it, the views out over the city were amazing. Montmartre was the old artisty quarter, filled with quirky cafes to sit and watch the world, lots of second hand and souvenir shops, artists drawing caricatures - something I declined, scared by the one I had done on a school trip aged 13.


Sacre-Coeur






Apres, we walked past the Moulin Rouge. Back at the turn of the 20th century this was a very fashionable place to be seen, plus the birthplace of the can-can, these days however it seems to have become a bit of a tacky tourist attraction.


Re-united with our tour guide Fran, we later went to a delicious restaurant near the Bastille - beef carpaccio, dauphinoise potatoes and salad for 8 euros - best 8 euros I ever spent.

Thursday, 25 October 2012

Paree

Tour Eiffel

Having talked about writing this blog since the beginning of the summer I thought it was about time. What better way to inspire me than a trip to Paree to stay with my wonderful friend Fran who has just moved out there, here she is, quite the parisian...


Harriet and I arrived to what felt like the tropics, something Harriet hadn't prepared for in her woolen dress and sleeping bag coat. The city looked beautiful as we wondered along the Seine in the sunshine, quite a contrast to the cold grey London we had left behind only a few hours ago. We spent the first day, as my mother would say, 'soaking up the atmosphere,' exploring the winding streets, popping into little boutiques and second hand shops, ending up by the canal for a well deserved drink. After which went to a place I fail to remember the name of, best described as a cross between a bar/restaurant/cinema/library/fancy dress shop/shrine to France's African colonies - I literally felt like I was in Midnight in Paris!