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Waking up at 7am can be the worst but let me tell ya', I'd wake up at 7am every damn day if it meant I'd get to go to the Louvre. It was such a cool and mild morning, the walk and the wait felt like nothing!
I was really upset when I learned how crowded the Louvre was, especially down that hall of paintings. I mean I didn't know what I really expected, but I certainly did not expect a hellish amount of people there pushing and shoving and it was so hot. At one point I just wanted out. I didn't know how many people wanted to see, like, Raft of the Medusa. And I was I appalled at how many people were just there for clout! Like, just to say they've been and take a picture with the Mona Lisa. I know most of it is just me assuming and I'm probably way overestimating how bad it is, but there's just so much incredible work on the second floor that no one saw because it was off the beaten path! Like all the Rubens Marie de Medici series???? They took up a whole giant ass room, floor to ceiling, literally. Wow.... I think that was my Louvre highlight. Finally finding a staircase that led to the second floor, where it was empty and ten degrees cooler and there was medieval art and Flemish art and Romantics and Rococo. Everything you could ask for. I even found a new artist or two I really like while I wandered through-- Boucher's representation of Vulcan is so sweet-- I'm very drawn to it.
After the Louvre, Jace and I grabbed some food and sat in the Tuilleries forever. Literally like 3.5 hours doing absolutely nothing! (Well, besides writing this...)
And the play! Oh my God it was amazing, incredible, phenomenal, I can't praise it enough. All the art references (I guess I spoke too soon earlier) and the use of them in the set design was beyond perfect. And the actor who played Andrea made me just cry, I lost it a little bit. And when the monk just got quiet and said "J'suis fatuigee." Like, BITCH! That's good writing baby! It was overall just an incredible experience and I'm excited to start reading the French translation!
I was really upset when I learned how crowded the Louvre was, especially down that hall of paintings. I mean I didn't know what I really expected, but I certainly did not expect a hellish amount of people there pushing and shoving and it was so hot. At one point I just wanted out. I didn't know how many people wanted to see, like, Raft of the Medusa. And I was I appalled at how many people were just there for clout! Like, just to say they've been and take a picture with the Mona Lisa. I know most of it is just me assuming and I'm probably way overestimating how bad it is, but there's just so much incredible work on the second floor that no one saw because it was off the beaten path! Like all the Rubens Marie de Medici series???? They took up a whole giant ass room, floor to ceiling, literally. Wow.... I think that was my Louvre highlight. Finally finding a staircase that led to the second floor, where it was empty and ten degrees cooler and there was medieval art and Flemish art and Romantics and Rococo. Everything you could ask for. I even found a new artist or two I really like while I wandered through-- Boucher's representation of Vulcan is so sweet-- I'm very drawn to it.
After the Louvre, Jace and I grabbed some food and sat in the Tuilleries forever. Literally like 3.5 hours doing absolutely nothing! (Well, besides writing this...)
And the play! Oh my God it was amazing, incredible, phenomenal, I can't praise it enough. All the art references (I guess I spoke too soon earlier) and the use of them in the set design was beyond perfect. And the actor who played Andrea made me just cry, I lost it a little bit. And when the monk just got quiet and said "J'suis fatuigee." Like, BITCH! That's good writing baby! It was overall just an incredible experience and I'm excited to start reading the French translation!
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