Monday, 25 February 2013

The Louvre and the Arc de Triomphe



Today I went to the Louvre.  I hoped to avoid the larger crowds by coming on a Monday, as advised by the man running the desk at my hostel.  It opened at 9:00, and I arrived very shortly after that, hardly having to wait in line at all, which is amazing considering the length of the line as I was leaving. 

Greeting me on my arrival was the famous glass pyramid, designed by architect I. M. Pei in 1989.  In the lobby at the entrance was the glass inverted pyramid, which features prominently in Dan Brown’s The da Vinci Code.  What you don’t see in the film version, however, are the shops encircling said inverted pyramid.  I am inclined to support the filmmaker’s decision to edit out the Apple Store in the background.  Somehow, it might have detracted from the sense of mystery.

Today I have truly come to love my student ID card from Paul Valéry.  Counting yesterday and today, it has gotten me in free to four museums that I otherwise would have had to pay for.  It is not enough to be a university student; you have to be a student from the European Union in order to get in free.  Technically, I am officially enrolled at the University of Montpellier III, Paul Valéry, and so I am a student at a French university.  Which was great for getting in free to the Louvre.

The Louvre was originally a fortress, constructed in the late 12th Century by Philip II.  In the 14th Century, Charles V converted it into a dwelling and a century later, François 1ier had it renovated in the style of the French Rennaissance.  Patron of the famous Leonardo da Vinci, François 1ier contributed “the nucleus” of the museum’s collection, including La Jaconde, known in English as the Mona Lisa.  Louis XIV chose to move the royal residence to Versailles, which led to the site’s temporary decline.

During the Revolution, both the Palais de Louvre and the royal family’s art collection became property of the state, which opened the palace in 1893 as a museum for preserving the “national memory.”   The collection was expanded by the confiscation of Church property as well as the property of the French Nobility who had fled the country from the Revolution.  The Revolutionary Army also brought home works as part of spoils or treaties.  Under Napoleon Bonaparte, the museum had a rebirth.  The building underwent expansion and its collections were augmented by paintings and sculptures “gained” during his military conquests.   After Waterloo, the original owners sought their property, which prompted the Louvre to hide many of its paintings in private collections.  The Restored monarch, Louis XVIII, negotiated a big art trade with Italy in order to keep certain important Italian paintings.  Throughout the next hundred years, the museum continued to expand its collection at a startling rate.  The administrators of the Louvre began to grow worried in the late 1930s at the threat of war with Germany, and beginning with the German occupation of the Sudetenland in Czechoslovakia, the museum began to discreetly ship away its most valuable works to more obscure, rural museums or monastaries.  When the Nazis occupied Paris, the Wehrmacht officers rushed to the Louvre, eager to loot it for the profit of their private collections.  They found the museum almost completely empty, save for a few works too large or heavy to carry out and left in the basement.  After the war, the art miraculously flowed back to the museum.  

Setting off from the entrance, I first headed to the Richelieu wing.  It is named for the infamous cardinal who was the antagonist mastermind of Dumas’s The Three Musketeers.  The real life Richelieu was indeed the chief minister to Louis XIII and is probably most responsible for the political maneuvering that centralized power in the French monarchy that made Louis XIV so powerful when he assumed the throne.

The Richelieu wing is probably my favorite part of the museum.  The ground floor bears large sculptures from the last three-hundred years, all very impressive.  The floor above that contains furniture and ornamentations from the monarchy and from Napoleon’s years as emperor.  It is all very lavish and very impressive.  Above that reside paintings from the Northern European schools and from the French schools.  This was my favorite section.  I entered in the Holland School area, which is probably my favorite style.  It is very emotive and the lighting is used to make it very dynamic.  The persons in the painting show both intricate detail and personality, and there is so much going on in the backgrounds of the painting that each painting bears several minutes of careful scrutiny.  In the collection of French artists, there is plenty of Delacroix, who is my favorite French artist.  Most famous for Liberty Leading the People, Delacroix has a very unique style that allows him to convey powerful emotion through his scenes.

Passing from the Richelieu wing on my way to see the Mona Lisa, I passed by the Apollo Gallery.  It is breathtaking.  My jaw literally fell.  Constructed to celebrate the Sun King, Louis XIV, at the pinnacle of France’s glory, it combines paintings, murals, and sculpture, all combined and intricately gilded and woven together in a massive hall.  Swirling with mythological allegory, the zodiac, and the allegories for the months of the calendar, it contains portraits of Frances’s greatest architects up to that point as well as Louis XIV and several of his illustrious ancestors.  My feeble words fail to do it justice.

From that point onward, in touring the Louvre one must remember to always look up.  The ceilings of many of the galleries are often as ornately decorated as the masterpieces below.  It is probably the most beautiful building that I have ever been in, disregarding its content.

My next stop was la Jaconde, the Mona Lisa, center of so much history and intrigue.  Surrounded by a massive crowd and protected by bulletproof glass, it has its own wall dedicated to it.  Confession time: I found it overhyped.  Compared to the other Italian works around it, it just seemed another portrait to me, especially after seeing the French, Hollandaise, Flemish, and German masterworks before.  Call me tasteless, but it was a letdown for me.

I finished my tour of the Louvre at a special visiting gallery of important American works that were on loan from American museums.  The Louvre considered them to be important defining works in the launching the American school of art.  They were quite good and I was filled with patriotic pride at their inclusion.

I left the Louvre just after 2:00, five hours after first setting foot inside of it.  I traversed the Tuileries Gardens, which I imagine are very beautiful in the summer, but seemed forlorn in the winter.  I will definitely have to come back in the warmer weather.  I visited the Orangerie Museum next, home to Claude Monet’s Nymphéas, a series of eight massive murals of the water lilies on his private estate that he painted over the course of his final years, from 1915 until 1926.  It also houses the donated private collections of John Walter and Paul Guillaume, including 25 paintings by Renoir, 14 by Cézanne, 11 by Matisse, 12 by Picasso, 9 by Rousseau, 10 by Utrillo, 22 by soutine, and 28 by Derain.  They were all very good.   Once again, my University of Montpellier student ID got me in free.

After that, I walked the Champs Élysées.  As I stopped for lunch, I came upon a realization.  It is a well-known fact that in expensive restaurants, you pay just as much for the atmosphere as you do for your food.  In Paris, you pay extra just because you have the privilege of being in Paris.  It is almost like a culture tax.   I also came to the understanding that this isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

After lunch, I decided that come wind, snow, sleet, hail, rain, or some ungodly combination of all five, I would press on to see the Arc de Triumph before heading in for the evening.  Sure enough, I got my wish and received what can only be described as Spite-Precipitation, which is an ungodly combination of wind, snow, sleet, hail, and rain.  I pressed on despite the horrible weather and got to the massive structure.  Again, worth it.

Tomorrow, most of the museums are closed, so I am not exactly sure what I’m going to be doing.  I have narrowed it down to either seeing Notre Dame and the sights nearby along the Seine or else doing my work at the Bibliothèque Nationale for my thesis.   I’ll update you tomorrow of what I settled on.

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