Following our return visit to the Musee d’Orsay, we walked to the Pompidou Center to visit the National Museum of Modern Art, regarded as the best collection of modern art in the world other than New York’s MOMA.
A few of my favorites:
Ever the provocateur, Duchamps simply drew a mustache and goatee on a cheap copy of the Mona Lisa, which he bought at the Louvre gift shop. Fittingly, this now hangs behind a kiosk where museum souvenirs are sold. The museum also has a reproduction of Duchamps’ famous “sculpture” titled Fountain, which was in fact nothing but a urinal, upon which he crudely painted the date and the name of the supposed artist “R. Mutt 1917.” He submitted his work to an exposition of avant garde art in 1917, creating the stir he intended.
I was pleased to find a Rothko there.
Afterwards we walked to the Notre Dame, but chose not to join the long line of people waiting for admittance. There were no long lines anywhere else we visited–often no lines at all. But there was always a long wait at the Notre Dame.
We ended our day with a visit to the beautiful Sainte-Chapelle. My poor pictures don’t do it justice.
A very fine day indeed.