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29 October 2007
We boarded the bus, bright and early, and set off for the Louvre Museum. We look at it, where the old fortress had been. The tour then led us through Greek and Roman sculpture, followed by a stroll through galleries of French and Italian paintings. I feel that I appreciate the tour of the Louvre so much more, now that I’ve studied a bit of art history. Immediately, I recognized Venus de Milo, Nike of Samothrace and the frieze of the Parthenaic Procession. Even the Etruscan stele was familiar from Dr. Loos’ lectures and the book. It is nice to be informed.
Again, the Mona Lisa was crowded with tourists, fighting for a photo of the small painting. Sadly, this caused a deep cynical feeling I have for her. What’s the big deal? It is a beautiful painting, but there are thousands of other beautiful paintings to photograph (although photographing a painting seems irreverent to me…although I am very much guilty of the crime).
Denise and I were wandering independently, and she pointed out a statue of Athena, looking all authoritative. Her posture was one of a chick with attitude. “Now, listen here, fellas…”I could have probably spent another…um…year there, but we had to meet the bus and take a bus tour of the city. In short, there is so much to do there, and I was almost stressed by all my options.
The evening ended with a “romantic” boat ride down the Seine River. The beauty of Notre Dame from river was impossible to photograph, unfortunately. The students of the Salzburg program spent more time photographing each other than the scenery, but it was fun while it lasted.
We have another really early morning tomorrow, and another long, long day and I am Le Tired..JPG)
"I just want to see someone beaten with a baguette. I don’t really want to…like…steal someone’s purse.”—Isaac (with a stupid, outrageous French accent, adding to the hilarity.)
We boarded the bus, bright and early, and set off for the Louvre Museum. We look at it, where the old fortress had been. The tour then led us through Greek and Roman sculpture, followed by a stroll through galleries of French and Italian paintings. I feel that I appreciate the tour of the Louvre so much more, now that I’ve studied a bit of art history. Immediately, I recognized Venus de Milo, Nike of Samothrace and the frieze of the Parthenaic Procession. Even the Etruscan stele was familiar from Dr. Loos’ lectures and the book. It is nice to be informed.
Again, the Mona Lisa was crowded with tourists, fighting for a photo of the small painting. Sadly, this caused a deep cynical feeling I have for her. What’s the big deal? It is a beautiful painting, but there are thousands of other beautiful paintings to photograph (although photographing a painting seems irreverent to me…although I am very much guilty of the crime).
Denise and I were wandering independently, and she pointed out a statue of Athena, looking all authoritative. Her posture was one of a chick with attitude. “Now, listen here, fellas…”I could have probably spent another…um…year there, but we had to meet the bus and take a bus tour of the city. In short, there is so much to do there, and I was almost stressed by all my options.
The evening ended with a “romantic” boat ride down the Seine River. The beauty of Notre Dame from river was impossible to photograph, unfortunately. The students of the Salzburg program spent more time photographing each other than the scenery, but it was fun while it lasted.
We have another really early morning tomorrow, and another long, long day and I am Le Tired.
"I just want to see someone beaten with a baguette. I don’t really want to…like…steal someone’s purse.”—Isaac (with a stupid, outrageous French accent, adding to the hilarity.)
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