An afternoon of Art

Musical accompaniment Claude Debussy –
The Girl with the Flaxen Hair, La fille aux cheveux de lin

I decided it was time to break free of the last 3 week’s illness and actually get out for the day, do something fun, maybe even spoil myself. Besides which you must be getting sick of pictures of berries by now. My “plan” had me doing a full day trip out to the Olympic site and Planetarium, but a sleep-in after binge watching Season 3 of The 100 till 4am put paid to that. So I headed downtown for some French culture instead.

First stop was a bookshop near McGill to get a text for my Paris seminar – thankfully they had an English version. Armed with that, I headed up Sherbrooke to the Montreal Museum of Fine Art Musée des beaux-arts de Montréal

And of course, his men. No prizes for guessing who has the privilege here.

Have to say I’m not sure I would have wanted to meet Monsieur Caudieux. However, when I was in Paris 20 years ago I didn’t go to Montmartre, so, note to self, go in September.Top 10 day: Montmartre I’m pinching myself

Having exhausted Henri’s posters – and I must say there were many and to my observation, many of the best – I moved out into the general collection. And I was impressed, not just by the art, but by the arrangement. Well done curators.

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Love that waterfront

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And having just finished The Thief Taker, set in London during the plague, I fell in love with this picture.

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And every collection needs an 18th century still life, death, life…

The architecture was also really amazing. The collection is housed in four buildings, all carefully connected to allow amazing views and to flood the space with natural light. I probably wandered past less than half the collection. I will have to go back, but it was a pity about the coffee.

Author: Wendy's Out of Station

I write as a way of processing and reflecting on experience, and as a way of sharing that experience. When I travel I used to write email journals back to friends, family, anyone who’d read and risk immersing themselves in my reality for a while: writing for them was a way of writing for me. Borrowing from Graham Greene in a flip of Travels with my Aunt, I imagined writing letters to my nieces, as their travelling aunt. Crafting the sentences became a way of extruding the experience, giving it birth, drawing its meaning from my soul, nurturing it into something tangible with a life of its own. The aim of my blog is to open the world to my thought-children, to let them out of the safety of my friends and family and let them experience the world. And in the process I get the honour of taking a larger group with me when I’m wandering around India and beyond, or just reflecting on parallel truths, thinking thoughts that take me to new places new beginnings. Please journey with me

3 thoughts on “An afternoon of Art”

  1. Hi Wendy, A slow response. Loved the photos and the photos of the art works. Some photos of interesting buildings around Montreal – if you have the time. Brenda.

    On Mon, Aug 1, 2016 at 6:27 AM, Wendys Out of Station wrote:

    > Wendy’s Out of Station posted: “I decided it was time to break free of the > last 3 week’s illness and actually get out for the day, do something fun, > maybe even spoil myself. Besides which you must be getting sick of pictures > of berries by now. My “plan” had me doing a full day trip out ” >

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