Today was lovely, 22° and sunny with a light breeze. A great day for exploring and wandering about Paris.
I took the metro all the way to rue de la Grande Chaumiere which is where the life drawing sessions I want to attend are held. Turns out it is just around the corner from a metro station and it is very easy to get to, just one train all the way from the Gare de l’Est, which is about a ten minute walk from my apartment. I love the metro, it is easy and fast and offers such great people watching. The Academie was closed so I didn’t get any more information, but I will try to attend one of their sessions soon.
I stopped to take a picture of of some brushes in a shop window that does art restoration along Boulevard Montparnasse and then headed towards the Luxembourg Gardens.
At Place Ernest Denis I found a great fountain with horse sculptures that caught my attention. I decided to draw, and settled down in a quiet corner, but soon the park was full of children playing after school. They were curious but didn’t approach until one brave little boy came over to see what I was drawing. I was then very quickly surrounded with about twenty children who wanted to see my sketch and asked questions and told me things, not all of which I understood. One little girl very knowingly said, “ah, vous etes Anglaise”, after I said something in French.
After finishing my drawing I strolled through Luxembourg gardens, remembering the last time I was here with Bob. We had a picnic on the grass just as so many people were doing today. Picnicking, reading, talking, playing cards, I even saw one man repeatedly lick his girlfriend’s foot! Not something you see everyday.
I stopped to visit St. Sulpice, a very grand cathedral, and there was a little white heart on the ground just outside the door that seemed very welcoming,
I am truly in a state of awe when I visit these cathedrals. I touch the stone and wonder about all the people who have been here before me, perhaps touching this exact spot.
Then I turned around and saw this….
It was in a little side chapel called the Chapel of Holy Angels, that had three large Delacroix paintings, painted between 1855 and 1861. Just below one of these huge paintings there was a chair, illuminated by the late afternoon sun and it felt as though, just perhaps, an angel was present.