I’m in the process of packing my bags to leave for the beautiful Loire valley tomorrow and as I struggle to fit eveything in, I take an opportunity to reflect with gratitude on a wonderful (and exhausting) week in Paris. I arrived a month later than last year in the hope that the weather would… Read More In Celebration of Small Things: A Week and a Bit in Paris
By chance while exploring (getting lost) in Paris earlier this week, I was stopped from crossing the road by a passing military cavalcade. The golden helmets and silver swords of the soldiers on horseback shone as the weak sun broke through the clouds. How lucky was I to have this dazzling cavalcade of magnificent horses… Read More A Parisian Parade
On a recent visit to L’Orangerie, the building set in the Jardin des Tuilleries which houses Monet’s waterlilies in an oval display, I pondered this question. Art critics and ordinary people who love or loathe art all seem to if not fall in love, then certainly feel benign towards the artist’s obsession with these liquid… Read More Why is Monet So Popular ?
I read the headline in the Guardian at the beginning of March and the story in all its implications, resonated with me all month. Its a good news story which touched me deeply for a number of reasons. Firstly, the poet was given recogni6ion without specifically seeking it-its like a gift from the universe in… Read More Why Art Matters and How it Heals
The exhibition of “Versailles” at the National Gallery of Australia in Canberra is a sumptuous taste of the spectacular treasures of the royal places of Versailles, France. As the Gallery’s summer blockbuster exhibition it is a popular success judging by the crowds of tourists and locals in attendance when I visited this week. In fact,… Read More Canberrans agree: Let Them Eat Cake!
As humans we have such a tortured relationship with our bodies that it frequently takes artists to remind us of how beautiful the human body can be whether it is big small, male or female. I recently experienced a wonderful exhibition called “Nude” at the Art Gallery of NSW. The introduction states ” The art… Read More The Body Beautiful
V is for Vincent and Vignes ‘Je préfère peindre des yeux humaines plutôt que les cathedrales si majestueuses et si imposantes soient-elles “ I would rather paint human eyes more than cathedrals no matter how majestic and imposing these might be” Vincent Van Gogh, Anvers, 19th December 1885 Such feeling comes across in the work… Read More V is for Vincent and Vignes
S is for the Smells and Sounds of France The quintessential Australian smell is Eucalyptus. Whenever I go into the bush and inhale its fragrance, I recall a poem called ‘The Anzacs Incense’ by Denis Kevans, a Blue Mountains poet. When the Anzacs-Australian and New Zealand soldiers- left Australia to fight in France during the… Read More S is for the Smells and Sounds of France
Rues de France Like the language and country itself, French street signs can be so poetic. It’s not just the name but the elegant design of the enamelled street signs which are usually nailed into the stone wall of a building. The little flourishes make a difference too. Instead of the usual dark blue background… Read More Rues de France
Knowing ‘The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing” Socrates “It is only in adventure that some people succeed in knowing themselves, in finding themselves” Andre Gide There was a moment when I was in that fabulous museum, Le Quai Branly, when I didn’t know where I was, where I had been and… Read More Knowing