Fezzik In Paris

Le musée d’air france is tucked away in the bottom level of gare des invalides, and was so well hidden that we wound up asking a random security guy who was diligently protecting the interior ministry’s cafeteria where the hell the entry was.

As it turns out, the museum’s well-hidden nature is such that it apparently does not attract that many people and thus does not open when it’s supposed to open. It was indeed (last) Friday, it was indeed between the hours of 1300 and 1700, and the door was firmly bolted.

No matter; it’s been literal years since we’ve been to musée Rodin, and while neither I nor the Purrito like the guy that much, the garden is nice and I figured that I would be able to take a picture of Marco in the garden.

As that turned out, the garden was largely blocked off due to the construction of a temporary building that will apparently host an exhibit on Niki de Saint Phalle, so the sightline on which I intended to photograph our adventuresome lion was entirely blocked by a barrier.

On the positive side, the café in the garden was open, and they make a hell of a vegetable quiche.

Nude women seem like a questionable choice for roofing material. (From the Kiefer-Rodin exhibit).

I can only assume that this is quick sketch of the wind tunnel tests performed on a maquette of whichever cathedrale.

Kiefer’s sculpture is interesting.

The Gates of Hell, but in a lovely garden.

Closeup of the hellgates.

The future Saint-Phalle exhibit, which has taken over the garden.

So much for that picture.

It’s dynamic.