An ongoing series about uprooting our lives in America and moving to France. For what's happened before, see previous Jours of Our Lives entries here.
CLEAR LIGHT BURST open the sky, illuminating clues of Henri Matisse hidden in the muddle of Tangier. We stood on the periphery of the Grand Socco looking up and down for the way to the Grand Hotel Villa de France, where the Matisses had stayed and Henri had glimpsed scenes that matched his artistic vision. Jim was armed with a book of the paintings, and I carried my Morocco guide and map. We looked every bit the awkward rube tourists, but most Moroccans don’t know much, if anything, about the artist whose lush paintings have etched the colors and forms of their country in the minds of art-lovers throughout the world. A couple of guides, real or faux, approached us, but we convincingly declined. I don’t engage in conversation with hustlers unless it feels safe and right. In any case, we wanted to be on our own.
After a great afternoon in L'Orangerie, the Lone Wolf and I stepped outside to a billowy blue sky and day. It was a moment that made us happy to be alive and to be in Paris. We strolled along the high side of the garden by the Seine, looking down on the Tuileries and the basin with the rue de Rivoli and its grand buildings on the other side.
A perfect spot to sit and read, to watch the Tuileries garden grow. To see Paris in all its glory.
From 28 June to 24 August, this popular funfair is open on the Tuileries gardens in Paris for two months of carnival rides, cotton candy, and games. Want to come? Better hurry.
This Sun King is a ride that swings back and forth like a pendulum before going all the way around. Losing your stomach is the thrill. It's called "Over The Rainbow," which is something we all want in one way or another. We want to find our own pots of gold on the other side, whatever they may be.
From 25 May to 19 September 2011, the CENTRE POMPIDOU presents a major exhibition that explores Indian society through the eyes of Indian and French artists. A FUN & DYNAMIC exhibit! For more INFO: http://bit.ly/nID8Ym
I'm on a mission--to walk to all the addresses I can find of The Lost Generation writers--Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald, Ernest Hemingway, Gertrude Stein, and more. I've gotta tell you. They had some great digs, and it's a kick to look them up. As M. Malrick of our beloved Hotel Saint Germain would say, not bad. That wild gang knew how to create their lives. Something to think about.
I'll try to get some photos up soon. Ciao.