Last Friday evening (yes, I am behind, thanks for asking) we went in search of Joseph Ducreux at the Louvre.
We were not successful, though we continue to find whole sections of the museum that we’ve somehow missed on our previous visits.
Saturday we headed to the petit palais for Paper Tigers, only to discover that I had written it down wrong, and Paper Tigers was actually at the musée national des arts asiatiques-Guimet, which is not at the petit palais.
Finally, we headed to the perennial favorite musée national de la marine for an exhibit on cod, which was interesting until you look at the size of the modern catches, wonder how that could possibly be sustainable, and then have your suspicions confirmed when the end of the exhibit basically notes that vast swathes of cod fisheries are on life support, and they’re effectively fucked unless there’s serious international cooperation and goodwill. (Spoiler alert: your grandkids are going to be asking what cod and tuna are, to say nothing of the big cats, rhinoceri, probably elephants, polar bears, whales…)
But hey, they’ll have memes. Maybe.