Spent the early morning in the sunny Tuileries, playing hide-and-seek with the statues hidden in the maze of carefully clipped bushes.
The sun and the Seine
Fortunately, today my back-to-back classes took place just across the river from each other.
After talking about "Paris Pairs," or writers and artists who "work together," we compared Cézanne's fruit to Hemingway's concise writing; Manet to Proust's impressionist ramblings (sorry, Swann's Way is long); and Picasso to Gertrude Stein's cubist experimental writing.
It was interesting to see the variety of the student groups who came through the museum: elementary aged kids on field trips, high schoolers taking scribbly notes, art students sketching the statues. One large group of French students sat on the ground next to us, furiously typing away on their tiny laptops, while their teacher lectured about Cézanne's paintings. Our teacher spoke in loud English next to theirs, the French entering my left ear and the English entering the right. I felt sufficiently confused.
My second class took a walk through the passages couverts in the first arrondissement. They are hidden outdoor covered shops, galleries, and bookstores.
I must make a trip back to see what's inside this flying pig bookstore!
Headed back to the Tuileries in the rain to get to the Musée des Arts Décoratifs, which had an opening of the exhibition "De La Chine Aux Arts Décoratifs" (AKA Fake Asian art). This was another trip courtesy of the host grandma, which was kind of her, though not exactly appealing to me. The museum is part of the Louvre, and tonight it was packed.
I would love one of these carriages...
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