France part two
The visit was made even more interesting, one of the curators known to Lars (the benefits of knowing a local) gave Maisie some smelly bits of paper (like perfume samples) which were supposed to match up to certain paintings. A project by a local artist I think.
Off we trekked to find the corresponding paintings - first up 'Combat de coqs en Flandre' Remy Cogghe 1889 - not my favourite subject matter, or my favourite smell it would seem. The paper was impregnated with a smell reminiscent of stale tobacco and sweat. Yuk! After a sniff of the pool (fairly realistic), and an assassination (fairly unpleasant and unplaceable) we found a still life of a breakfast setting. When we opened the bag with the smelly paper, we were pleasantly surprised and relived to sniff le petit dejeuner - chocolate and while linen. Yum - off to patisserie again? Why not, we are in France after all.
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| La Piscine |
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| Lars and Maisie |
Our dear friend Lars took us into Roubaix to the swimming pool - La piscine. No not for swimming as one might expect, but for art purposes. The old Art Deco swimming pool in the town, is now La Piscine - the Museum of Art and Industry, and is a beautiful setting for a great collection of drawings, painting, sculptures and textiles. There is still a suggestion of pool, and every little while the sound of swimming pool joviality is played over the loud speakers for a few seconds. Fantastic - we all loved it!
The visit was made even more interesting, one of the curators known to Lars (the benefits of knowing a local) gave Maisie some smelly bits of paper (like perfume samples) which were supposed to match up to certain paintings. A project by a local artist I think.
Off we trekked to find the corresponding paintings - first up 'Combat de coqs en Flandre' Remy Cogghe 1889 - not my favourite subject matter, or my favourite smell it would seem. The paper was impregnated with a smell reminiscent of stale tobacco and sweat. Yuk! After a sniff of the pool (fairly realistic), and an assassination (fairly unpleasant and unplaceable) we found a still life of a breakfast setting. When we opened the bag with the smelly paper, we were pleasantly surprised and relived to sniff le petit dejeuner - chocolate and while linen. Yum - off to patisserie again? Why not, we are in France after all.
That place is beautiful
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