It was early afternoon on the first Sunday of May and the line for admission to the Louvre reached all the way to the Seine. (This is only a slight exaggeration.) We remembered Rick Steves’ advice about using the (secret) entrance from the mall below. A lovely guard pointed us in the right direction and within ten minutes we were inside the museum… poof!… like magic. We found ourselves flowing along a wide river of tourists, all of whom had evidently heard about FREE SUNDAY at the Louvre. It was the first visit for DPs parents and they wandered through the Italian Renaissance section punch-drunk on saturated pinks and blues. I remember my first visit… I fell deeply, dizzily in love with the Virgin Marys and their cotton-candy-cheeks. (I have never fully recovered.) This time, however, DP and I hung back. We sat and watched. We photographed and documented and played with light and motion. Life as art.
Everyday Lovely here on Tuesdays
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Today’s Game: Spot the Monna Lisa
Can you spot the Monna Lisa? If so, comment below. Tell us which room she is hiding (and smiling) in!