Fabulousness – and frustration.

In light of the world’s events that jolt us on a daily basis, this post might seem redundant. Just in the past few weeks, we had to deal with an insane number of  tragedies: Charlie, the Baga massacre by Boko Haram, ongoing debates on islamophobia and antisemitism then Shaima al-Sabbagh, a 32-year-old mother-of-one, who is shot in the head by police in Cairo on Saturday and Raif Badawi, the Saudi Arabian blogger who’s punishment of 1,000 lashes is an outrage. Senator John McCain who eulogized King Abdullah as “a vocal advocate for peace, speaking out against violence in the Middle East”. John Kerry describing the late monarch as “a brave partner in fighting violent extremism” and “a proponent of peace”. Not to be outdone, Vice President Joe Biden released a statement mourning Abdullah and announced that he would be personally leading a presidential delegation to offer condolences on his passing…. just to name a few of the appalling episodes that fill our everyday life , so yes, my posting might come as superfluous to some, none the less,  I need to immerse myself in positivity in order to move on, to believe in good rather than evil and to trust.

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To quote Camila Batmanghelidjh, founder and director of the renowned UK charity Kids Company, “Continuous exposure of violence actually changes the structure of a child’s brain”. Perhaps, not only a child’s but also adults’.

A first clue as where we’ll go strolling in this post.

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Musée Picasso!

Façade de l’Hotel Salé

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On the rooftop, “vigipirate”  in action

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Majestic staircase

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Ceiling details

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View from the first floor

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 There is a loss of intimacy amid all the grandeur.

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Master getting pampered before hosting us.

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Curvy staircase

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Details of the charpente in the attic.

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The interior is choppy, with smallish spaces, dead ends, and illogical connections. The Hotel Salé isn’t the ideal place for showing art.

Master is watching you.

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His actual work station with his brushes- I don’t know why but it touched me deeply, more than some of his art.

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Klimt’s Kiss, revisited by Picasso

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Clin d’oeil to Impressionism

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Lala..la!

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My favorite sculpture: La chèvre.

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“Hands”, another emotional moment. Love it.

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Beauty…

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… and the Beast.

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Pregnant woman. Yeah , right.

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This lady has one too many holes.

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His muse, Dora.

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The Band.

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“Donnez moi un walk-in closet, je le remplirai” dixit me.

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Girls will always be girls!

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Love love love it.

I have visited the Musée Picasso in Juan les Pins-Antibes and seen the brilliant Picasso retrospective at the Art Gallery of Ontario and the Museo Picasso in Barcelona and I must say I had higher expectations from the Musée Picasso in Paris. Perhaps the goal here is less to monumentalize an artist or a style than to tell a complex story of how art is made by one person of protean energy over a specific stretch of time.  Bottom line, Picasso is and will always be a devastating “force de la nature”.

4 comments

  1. Faranak Mansour says:

    En quelques mots on peut dire:”Picasso, son Hôtel et les yeux de lynx d’Arianejoun”!

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