Today we explored the street art of Belleville. After doing a bit of research I learned that Belleville attracted Parisian artists and musicians in the 1980’s because of cheaper rents, much in the way that musicians and artists were living…
Tonight I saw one of the most moving performances I have ever seen. Originally, I was going to write about our day visiting the “Institut du Monde Arabe” as well as our class discussion, which were both of which were…
104 years ago on this day: May 29, 1913, Stravinsky’s ballet, “The Rite of Spring” premiered at the Théatre des Champs-Elysées, just a few metro stops away. Fittingly, we are gathered around La Fontaine Stravinsky as we begin our day….
After turning down at least 4 guys selling knockoff miniature Eiffel Towers, we begin our scavenger hunt through the Louvre. I am perhaps most fascinated by David’s piece “The Coronation of the Emperor Napoleon I”. The seriousness and grandeur of…
As I’m slowly waking up with my morning coffee I’m very excited to see that our wonderful tour guide from Accent is here to guide us through the famous Opera Garnier. I’m fascinated to learn that Garnier designed every last…
Ah, the beautiful sounds of Saint Germain Church…under construction. As I sit watching the workers drill away, sparks flying and all I begin to wonder about what goes into the process of doing reconstruction on historic landmarks. In the case…
Montemartre: the place to be for the up and coming artists(Dalí, Monet, Picasso and van Gogh, just to name a few) during the Belle Époque. Sandwiched between two crushing wars, the Belle Époque was a peaceful and optimistic period of…
This morning’s discussion about the value of art and whether it is a commodity or not really had me thinking about my own art and how I choose to monetize(or not monetize) it. When I google the definition of commodity,…
This was by far my favorite day of the trip up to this point. As soon as the bus pulled up to the “Cháteau De Versailles” I knew we were going to be in for, quite literally, a “grand treat”….
The French man at the café scoffs and rolls his eyes at me. “Why you no pay together?” he asks as Jake, Brendan and I try to buy our morning espressos. Perhaps this is considered rude in France, or this…