⪧ We left our life in New York City to make a new one in Provence ⪦

November 24, 2008


We went to the Centre Pompidou (the modern art museum in Paris) this weekend. Above is the view from the highest point of the escalator, in a tube snaking up the exterior of the building. We loved what we found inside:

This one brought me right back to the 8th grade - biology, to be exact. Cell mitosis with a yummy green flavor. (Simon Hantai, Touches claires 1959)

Then we walked into a room where one wall was dripping with this tapestry. Or so it appeared from afar. When you actually approached the material, it turned to be scrap metal. Made of this:

Really impressive. Marc, don't you love it? (El Anatsui, Sasa 2004)

She was drop dead. Gorgeous. (Niki de Saint Phalle, Bride 1963)

The show stopper was this little arrangement. My favorite birds (if you don't count extinct ones) are yanking the intestines out of this smiling buddha. Who could think of something more charming? I walked around the corner and yipped. That is my kind of show. (Huang Yong Ping, Intenstins de Bouddha 2006)


Jill said...

I'd like to hear your interpretation of that last intestine piece. Very odd, and you just have to stare.

Holly M. said...

It is definately like a train wreck, i cannot take my eyes off it. I like it too, I can appreciate fine artwork at its best. I would have really liked to see your reaction and the "yip" though. thanks for visiting our family page. I love reading yours, and so sorry to hear about the lose lose situation with Bronte. Bummer, no Halloween, no dog. cousin-in-law-Holly

Emilie said...

My interpretation? Well, very simply, pure inspiration...

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