Paris has been a singing siren since we visited for a weekend a
couple years ago, and now we're living here!
couple years ago, and now we're living here!
French flea market
Thinking Cap
T-Rex Tragedies
 Started the day with brunch at the Morgan Library and Museum  my dream library  Permanent collection includes manuscripts of Beethoven, Mozart, Puccini & Verdi  Beethoven's manuscript is riddled with edits and a visibly labored process (left), while Mozart's FIRST DRAFT manuscript below is absolutely pristine. Mozart's genius came with such ease, as if he were just a vessel that the divine flowed through.  He doesn't seem human to me. It is sublime but can make me feel alienated. Beethoven labored, and still is absolutely of the divine. His compositions move me on levels that Mozart, is its perfection, cannot. It's inspiring, comforting, and encouraging to see and hear this divinity, arrived at by toil and struggle of humans.  RAWR!!!! SNARL!! SNAP!*U$#(% WELL MAKE A BEETHOVEN OF OUT YOU!!!!!!!!!!! (Pelle makin' babies cry...teaching them how to toil and struggle)  Glamor Shot * * * There was also a marvellous Proust exhibit! (maybe this is the workings of Vintuel's Sonata)  "...Great works of art do not begin by giving us the best of themselves. In a work such as Vintuel's Sonata the beauties that one discovers soonest are also those of which one tires most quickly, and for the same reason, no doubt - namely, that they are less different from what one already knows. But when those first impressions have receded, there remains from our enjoyment some passage whose structures, too new and strange to offer anything but confusion to our mind, had made it indistinguishable and so preserved intact and this, which we passed ever day without knowing it, which had held itself in reserve for us, which by the sheer power of its beauty had become invisible and remained unknown, this comes to us last of all. But we shall also relinquish it last. And we shall love it longer than the rest because we have taken longer to love it..." (In Search of Lost Time) * * *  After Morgan's we went to Ladurée where Pelle got to ride the carriage in the display...  ...get pampered on the counter...  AND GET A NEW RIBBON!!!  He was a little bashful the rest of the day with his pretty blue ribbon...  Hiding behind my Three Naked Ladies cocktail at Cafe Luxembourg  ...and stealing my gooseberries  One of the most stunning cathedrals I've ever been to.  * * * At Cafe Sabarsky I really feel transported to Vienna. Even the guests are Viennese. We were there with Julia who we both met at Leopold Hawelka's 100 year birthday celebration at Café Hawelka a couple years ago.  The first time we were at Cafe Sabarsky she said: "They're all Austrian. I can see the inbreeding in their faces!" * * * Self Portrait   ...and as always, end with an espresso.
 (Apple Pie Vanilla Ice Cream Sideburns to be exact)  (That's blood, not ketchup)   After he ate his burger, he ate Pie & Burger  Trump Soho lamb burger (seriously one of the best burgers ever...even better than the doggie one).  Doggie Bowser Beer & Burger. (Dukie trying on his new Thunder Shirt)  The beer tasted awful, but the doggie carrot cake was quite tasty!
 Thanks to this *INCREDIBLE* alarm
clock that just arrived from Russell, the lives of countless roosters that Pelle rips to shreds in the mornings (this is how he hits 'snooze') will be saved. Thank you, Russell!!! <3!!! |
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