Surviving the Louvre

Our adventures in the great art attic that the french nation calls the Musee Louvre. If your looking for photo’s of all the ‘great’ works, sorry. I was just taking pictures of whatever took my (eclectic) interest.

Thinking of a trip to the Louvre?

Then my advice would be to plan it like you would a commando raid deep behind enemy lines. There’s so much well, stuff, in the Louvre that you simply cannot see it all in one visit, so the best plan is to select what you want to see, plan your route (get your tickets online) and then ‘maintain the objective’ during the visit. which is exactly what we did. 🙂

Lest they find your withered husk face down in the egyptian antiquities wing…

Somehow the lack of a head and arms enhances the beauty of this piece, sculpted to celebrate a sea victory you can imagine her hand cupped round her mouth in a shout of victory.

In a museum as big at the Louvre one shouldn’t really be surprised when a portrait turns up looking like your cousin. Still such a likeness…

So where does the image of demons come from? Or angels for that matter? Now if I were going to get a body tattoo (not that I am)…

You can find sculptures so lifelike you expect them to suddenly yawn and stretch.

… and some, well, not so much.

Ceremonial arch…

Athena, the goddess of wisdom, courage, inspiration, civilization, law and justice, just warfare, mathematics, strength, strategy, the arts, crafts, and skill. Olive trees and owls are sacred to her and there’s that murky business about Pallas. All in all a lady you’d like to have in your corner, as many greek heroes did.

And of course there’s the obvious Narnia visual gag…

Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read… Shelley (Ozymandius)

Um, my love are you aware that there’s an Assyrian bas relief staring at you?

Back in the day if you wanted a view from a particular side, you needed to sculpt that separately, the idea of sculpting a three dimensional object was a little way off.

Taking a break at the Cafe Mollien.

Napoleon the III’s fluffy bunny slippers, makes you wonder about the guy… catalogued under, ‘satisfyingly baroque and creepy’.

The dining room from Napoleon III’s apartments.

And out! Final thoughts, get there early, buy your ticket online and move fast.

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