Sunday, July 31, 2005
copying the masters for an aspiring artist to nail down a technique or style. I wonder if they sell their copies to high end furniture stores for 'above the couch'
the masters: Da Vinci, Raphael, Michelangelo, and many others obscure to me. Now that I am home I am going to drag out that coffee table book of 'Old Master Paintings from the Louvre' so I can make a little more sense of at least some of the paintings and sculptures I saw.
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
is going to school in Paris, learning to be an architectural designer. We went out to eat together and then walked around Paris. We walked down one of the neatest streets lined with inexpensive, diverse restaurants. I wish I could remember the name of it. It was sort of near the Sorbonne and Place St. Michel. It was very hard to find; we stumbled on it twice by accident but Emilly could walk us right to it! Emilly is outgoing,
passionate about her studies, and just the best of role models as 'big sister' to Anna Rae.
Monday, July 25, 2005
Chris and I as you know are totally ignorant of any French other than bonjour, merci, oui, non, pardon, bon apetite, and au revoir. So guess who did most of the communicating....Anna Rae.
She must've been exhausted by the end of the day. This visit was a good example of how a French family went out of their way to extend hospitality towards us.
Sunday, July 24, 2005
path of the park leads your eye straight to the Place de la Concorde (where the Tour de France ended today; Yeah Lance!)
and the Champs-Elysees.
We hope to have her here for dinner at least once. After her visit in Seattle Marion will head to Toronto where she will be joined by her parents and they will help her settle into an apartment as she begins her first year at the University there.
Saturday, July 23, 2005
the breeze kept the heat from being unbearable. I remember I was feeling quite exhausted at this point, jet lag was setting in.I didn't even protest when Anna Rae said she didn't intend on taking us into the castle because, in her words, "There is not much to see."
Thursday, July 21, 2005
her dad was 'cute' which of course pleased him no end! Boats go in and out of certain of the canals but it is strictly forbidden
to swim or wade in them and I never saw anyone even try it, although in the heat, I certainly was tempted.
*What looks different about Chris? Do you notice?
canals in the past but many have been covered to allow for building and road construction.
during her year in France. More welcoming
hosts we could not have found anywhere.
Their house was originally the site of a
cider press. Well, actually the press is still in the basement apartment. It is HUGE: about 6 feet in height and nearly as big around. It is no longer in operation. If I had taken the picture from the front you would have seen the title of the house painted just under the roof line: Le Presseior (or however 'The Press' is spelled in French).
'grinning ear to ear' could be used to describe any one of us.