A Day at the Museum D'Orsay -- Traveling Through Paintings #8

in #art5 years ago (edited)

Welcome on a tour through one of the most amazing art exhibitions in Paris!

 
Actually, there are almost too many museums to count there; and if you are fortunate to visit Paris one day you should plan plenty of time for discovering the world of art!

The museum I am inviting you to today is Museé d'Orsay 😊

Museé d'Orsay resides in a very large hall which was originally a train station. Now it is rebuilt into a museum and houses one of the most famous paintings from Van Gogh to Monet and Renoir (just to name a few), but houses also statues and several intriguing art collections.

Come walk with me as we travel through the many paintings 👩‍🌾


There were some beautiful, tall and very old trees here. I wondered how much history they had witnessed and how many seasons they had lived through. Being a tree must be such a different way of perceiving and experiencing the world. My thoughts became sparser, interspaced by nature and silence, until I almost felt like that tree growing next to me...

I sat there a little longer before I explored more of the city. I walked through the many alleys and passed many small and big houses. They had surely lived through many years and had been a home to many generations. The history had been etched into their wooden frames and if you looked long enough and close enough you could read them like a book.

I felt my environment shift again and I could see and sense that everything subtly changed - I had entered another painting and the dreaminess of it all was quite apparent. Swirls streamed forth and the buildings and people, all things, became outlined, their contrast enhanced.

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Before me stood a great cathedral soaked in the deepest of blues. All of it seemed rather peculiar and I truly could not distinguish this from similar dreams I had had in the past. If I looked long enough I could even see the matter move and flow! So I began to flow as well. I flowed to the cathedral and flowed over the grass, I flowed to the sky and flowed over the city.

Spirals and swirls made up the world and I felt free up here looking down. The cathedral now small became larger as I flowed towards it again. Its red roof top like an island in an ocean of green. My feet touched the earth and I smiled having seen this world from up there. Content and fulfilled I stepped into its halls.

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