Ritetemp 6036 Operation

Paris 16h

yesterday. A huge crowd outside the entrance to the Orangerie Museum. This is the last day of Orangerie, 1934: Painters of Reality . Having spun towards the Tuileries I find myself in a queue for one hour minimum. It's not warm. My ears hurt because of the wind. The ladies behind me are talking about an article in Marianne said that women have invented weapons of war because they were weaker than men. The other day I fell in discussion between two friends who talked about the fact that women have invented capitalism. Few people in the queue leaf through books and Pariscope; them a lady in a skirt sixties read a Russian novel, it is less cold. I wonder if I have to stay without book and without any guarantee of what to expect the interiuere. I wonder if I'm risking catching cold. Neuroscientists who do their research on religious experiences found several commonalities in moments of ecstasy that happen to believers. Buddhist monks, nuns Christian, Sufi trance, the disciples waiting Mata Amritanandmayi for hours for a feel the effects in the same part of brain (or rather with the same mechanical) with the same bursts of hormone . This does not reduce the value of experience is just part of our common humanity. A large part of community experience (emphasis religious) is pending. The mood of anticipation with others facing the same moment we open to grace. Thinking of all this (with a bad back now) I know that I can look at a canvas with droppings and I will still carry on working with angels to be less hot and feeling very stupid to have managed to enter after 70 minutes. But the show is really beautiful. There is a Denis (copy from Tower) and a Picasso to Seurat (with the Dwarf) and Balthus with a patina that I did not know his home. The permanent collection is staggering with Soutine. Its beauty has a bloody red violent. His landscapes to recall Cezanne and Van Gogh at the same time. There s nothing to say afterwards.

The tasting continues growing. That of Gerald Mulot is not disappointing. They also have a perfume badge (orange-cinnamon) which is among the best (of course the king is the white truffle from Hermes).

If you are here let me say hello please .... I need to know that I ridiculed before a hearing anyway!

Here is a Soutine landscape (artcritical.com)