Started the fourth day in Paris with a wander to the Pompadour. I think that's how it's spelled. It's Paris's museum of modern art, and I have to admit, it is pretty interesting. (Still not my favorite, but such is
Interesting thing about the Pompadour--it was built to look unfinished; rather, to look like the skeleton of a building and yet be a completely functional building. Hard to explain. So check it out instead. (The zig-zag is the escalator shaft.)
From there we wandered through Napoleon's tomb on our way to the Rodin museum. For a dictator and a short dude, they went over the top for Napoleon. Pretty much literally. (Nicole says it's because they were trying to prevent him escaping.)
Well, on to Rodin. Dude, the guy's a genius! Well, yes, he does have a fondness for the nude model, but his sculptures are incredible. They had (a copy of) the Thinker, the Gates of Hell for which said Thinker was Dante-ing, a lot of marble sculptures and smaller ones and on and on. Jessica's note was that he put a lot of tension into his sculpture, no matter the subject matter. If I could sculpt as well as Rodin, I'd be pretty pleased with myself, I think. The Waltz is one I rather like--the motion is pretty awesome. And the second one is because I'm in awe of the detail.
Our last stop of the day was the d'Orsay, which is also a great museum. Tell you what, if you're in Paris and for some reason want to skip the Louvre, come here. Since we got there late, I didn't have as much time as I would have liked, but I went up to the post-Impressionist room and looked at the Van Gogh stuff they've got there. I find I much prefer those of his paintings that had absolute swaths of paint, where the texture creates half of the feeling. I did a sketch in the time before the museum closed of the Reapers. No pics, sorry, they weren't allowed.