Politics at Sacre Couer, Love Affair at the Louvre
Apr 07, 2010
Sep 11, 2010
Dorsay and Louvre. Can a human really take all of this in anyway?? At least with food we have a sensory gate if you will; we can choose not to eat but simply look
. Put me in an art museum and I basically become part animal with no visual sensory gates and all over stimulation meters on max. Van Gogh and Gauguin side by side; Redon and pastel magic; Art Nouveau glassware to die for; my first Botticelli; Bathsheba and Rembrandt; I could go on for days and never realize what I have experienced. You know so many people told me to brace myself for the Louvre; said its too much for one day and good luck. But I was smiling like a kid the whole time and it hit me that you would never tell someone....Hmmm you shouldnt go to this park because there are too many flowers. NO way; thats precisely why you would send them there. I had my list of must sees and by golly I saw all of them except when I got kicked out of the Spanish wing for closing. Of course there was one thing totally closed, the Islamic art where I was hoping to see the Quran page.
So there I was wandering like in a field of flowers to find my friends, and as it turns out my lovers. Michelangelos dying slave will make a nice temporary boyfriend until I find a real one in life. I suppose I am the odd man out here... but take this in; Michelangelo had a lover whom he couldnt be with publicly because of age and gender situations if you know what I mean. He sculpted Genius of Victory in his honor; an old man triumphed by a gorgeous young man; an exquisite piece I will see in Florence. I think of Dying Slave as this as well; someone enslaved by love to another so much that you experience a passionate death of anguish. I better stop here before I get carried away; take a look at the photo and youll see what I mean. Thank you Buonarroti.
I hope the Italian keyboards are easier than the French ones :(
more photos http://www.flickr.com/photos/pinkfloyri/sets/72157623815975448/
Paris in 3 days: a stressful success. I redeemed the Rasheed experience with a wonderful encounter with Nicolas at Sacre Couer; an educated black Parisian who was reading a Chinese language book. Talked about race and its non existence in France where one in five births is mixed. And apparently French people are highly tolerant of Americans because of Obama; he even said they are willing to talk to us in English now. He asked all about Dixieland aka Kentucky :) And why is that America is so advanced in economy, education; medicine, but horribly behind with social and racial division. For one of the first times in my life I was almost 100 percent not seeing in color. It was a powerful moment. Thank you Nicolas. And for the non Rasheedesque traditional double cheek kiss goodbye.