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Friday 28 October 2016
Mystical Landscapes and An Evening with Author Ross King
Yesterday I was fortunate enough to spend an evening at the AGO listening to Ross King give a wonderful talk about Claude Monet – an introduction to both his new book and to the AGO’s new exhibit “Mystical Landscapes: Masterpieces from Monet, Van Gogh and More”. The AGO opened the exhibition in style turning the walls of the AGO's Walker Court into “A Starry Night Over the Rhone at Aries” with a light show for the opening gala..
Mr. King, historian and author of several books including “Judgement of Paris” which he refers to as the prequel to his most recent “Mad Enchantment: Claude Monet and the Painting of the Water Lillies”.
From reading some of Mr. King’s previous books I know he has the enviable ability to make the subjects of his books come to life. He writes non-fiction that is not endless boring art history lessons and biographical facts but is rather great story telling with amusing anecdotes, tidbits, illustrations and photographs enhancing the facts. His talk at the AGO was no different, including beautiful slides, great stories and intriguing (new to me) facts about Claude Monet’s life. Judging from the Q&A following his talk the audience was filled with fans of Impressionist Art in general and Monet in particular yet Mr. King held everyone enthralled for the hour he spoke. My daughter joined me for the evening, and while she enjoys art of all genres he certainly peaked her interest in Monet’s massive Water Lillies art installation. She is lucky enough to be traveling to New York next week and after seeing the slides and hearing the story behind the mural-like paintings has added a MoMA visit to the “must fit in” list for NYC.
As enthusiastic as Mr. King was about his subject matter he was very careful (by his own admission – at his editor’s behest) not to give away everything in his book. The line up to purchase his book at the end of the evening proved that he had succeeded in whetting everyone’s appetite. I definitely picked up a copy and had it signed. Mr. King was also kind enough to sign my copy of “Judgement of Paris” as well. Mr. King was so generous with his time taking a few minutes to speak to everyone as he was signing his or her books.
Kudos definitely go to the AGO for putting on an enjoyable evening.
Kudos definitely go to the AGO for putting on an enjoyable evening.
To quote another Mr. King (Stephen) “Ka is a wheel” and that certainly proved true in this case. Barely a week after I returned the newsletter from AGO popped into my electronic mailbox announcing their newest Impressionist special exhibit, which includes many paintings on loan from D’Orsay, and the talk by Ross King. My tickets for Mr. King were booked in almost a heartbeat. I wasn’t sure about spending the money on the AGO exhibit (it seemed a little redundant after “D’Orsay) but after hearing Ross King speak we decided that we are definitely going back to walk through “Mystical Landscapes”. Planning to make a day of it we are going skip across town and check out the Chihuly Glass exhibit at the ROM on the same day.
Looking forward to it!
ABOUT THE AUTHOR (from www.rosskingbooks.com)
Ross King is the bestselling author of books on Italian, French and Canadian art and history. Among his books are Brunelleschi’s Dome(2000), Michelangelo and the Pope’s Ceiling (2002), The Judgment of Paris (Governor General’s Award, 2006), and Leonardo and The Last Supper (Governor General’s Award, 2012). He has also published two novels (Domino and Ex-Libris), a biography of Niccolò Machiavelli, and a collection of Leonardo da Vinci’s fables, jokes and riddles. He is the co-author with Anja Grebe of Florence: The Paintings & Frescoes, 1250-1743 (2015), the most comprehensive book ever undertaken on the art of Florence.
Ross’s latest book, published in September 2016, marks his return to French Impressionism ten years after his award-winning The Judgement of Paris. The story of Monet’s struggles and triumphs in the last dozen years of his life, Mad Enchantment: Claude Monet and the Painting of the Water Lilies has been written with “a historical novelist’s attunement to the interplay of place, temperament, and society … Never before has the full drama and significance of Monet’s magnificent Water Lilies been conveyed with such knowledge and perception, empathy and wonder” (Donna Seaman, Booklist).
In tandem with his writing, Ross is an active fundraiser for the arts and a passionate lecturer and tour guide. He serves on the Council of Academic Advisors for Friends of Florence (FoF), the fundraising charity that ensures the survival of Florence’s art and architectural treasures. He has participated in numerous FoF study tours throughout Italy, including in Rome, Assisi and Milan. He is a regular participant in the Italian Renaissance seminars at the Aspen Institute, and has given Impressionist tours of Paris, Normandy, Brittany and Provence. He has lectured in many American museums, including at the Smithsonian, the Art Institute of Chicago, the Frick Collection, and the National Gallery. When not traveling for work or pleasure, he lives in the historic town of Woodstock, near Oxford, with his wife Melanie.
About “Mad Enchantment” (from his website)
Claude Monet is perhaps the world’s most beloved artist. Among all his creations, the paintings of the water lilies in his garden at Giverny are the most famous. Seeing them in museums around the world, viewers are transported by the power of Monet’s brush into a peaceful world of harmonious nature. Monet himself intended them to provide “an asylum of peaceful meditation.” Yet these beautiful canvases belie the intense frustration Monet experienced at the difficulties of capturing the fugitive effects of light, shade, depth and color. Their calmness and beauty also conceal the terrible personal torments—the loss of loved ones, the horrors of World War I, the infirmities of age—that he suffered in the last dozen years of his life.
Mad Enchantment tells the full story behind the creation of the Water Lilies. The history of these remarkable canvases begins early in 1914, when French newspapers began reporting that Monet, by then 73 and one of the world’s wealthiest, most celebrated painters, had retired his brushes. He had lost his beloved wife, Alice, and his eldest son, Jean. His famously acute vision—what Paul Cezanne called “the most prodigious eye in the history of painting”—was threatened by cataracts. And yet, despite ill health, self-doubt, and advancing age, Monet began painting again, this time on a more ambitious scale than ever before.
Linking great artistic achievement to the personal and historical dramas unfolding around it, Mad Enchantment presents the most intimate and revealing portrait of an iconic figure in world culture—from his lavish lifestyle and tempestuous personality to his close friendship with the fiery war leader Georges Clemenceau, who regarded the Water Lilies as one of the highest expressions of the human spirit.
Early praise for “Mad Enchantment”
“King consummately meshes biography with art history … Never before has the full drama and significance of Monet’s magnificent Water Lilies been conveyed with such knowledge and perception, empathy and wonder.” - Booklist (Starred Review)
“Readers will rejoice at this critical and social “biography” of Monet’s stunningly ambitious final signature painting cycle, Water Lilies, a deeply immersive companion to the author’s memorable The Judgement of Paris … King is ever the brilliant docent murmuring the right, telling details and critical backstories in our ear as we move through space and time. He ultimately brings the man and his work into perfect focus while increasing his audience’s interest in both all the more.” – Literary Journal
The event raised $673,000 for the Gallery, which will be used to support its education and outreach initiatives as well as exhibitions like this one, which not only brought Starry Night Over the Rhone to Canada for the first time, but will also take significant Canadian works from artists like Emily Carr and Lawren Harris to the Musée d’Orsay in Paris.
Wednesday 12 October 2016
Paris Bookshops - Part Deux
Okay, I'm the first to admit that Pays de Poche may technically not be a bookstore ... more of a artisan gift shop, but I'm including it here anyway because as we were strolling along Rue Galande a "book" in the window caught my eye and begged me to go in and browse a little bit. What a treasure this little shop turned out to be. Filled with whimsical figures that looked hand carved, beautiful jewellery (of which I had forbidden myself to buy on this trip because I'm far too attracted to bright, shiny things), stained glass and unique gift items of every description. I wanted to take more pics but was politely asked not to take pics inside the store. I could certainly understand the request because their inventory was so unique. I'm sure many of the items were "one of a kind" finds. Alas, if the proprietor had realized how "uncrafty" I am and that I wasn't trying to steal ideas he might have given me the go ahead.
The book that caught my eye in the window? It looked like a grimoire that might start speaking to me at any moment. Truthfully, although the inside pages were blank, I'm not too sure what it might be used for besides a conversation piece. I was quite enamored but with an 89 Euro price tag it seemed a bit much to pick up on a whim.
These two were inside the store and I snapped the pic before I was asked not to take pictures.
Note of interest: When I asked Google to translate "Pays de Poche" it gave me "Pocket Countries" ... a little disappointing so I am convinced that somehow it means something much more whimsical.
An honorable mention goes to this little store. Unfortunately I didn't take a picture of the store's name and have no idea where it was located in our many walks but the display window caught my attention - as it should. The books were held up in, what seemed to me, quite a charming, old fashioned way ... thumbtacks with string holding the books in place.
After I snapped the pic and started to walk away I turned back only to notice the proprietress changing the display in the second window. There she stood with the display window open to the street, her bag of books sitting on the sidewalk as she changed out the selections on offer. I found it charmingly old school.
The book that caught my eye in the window? It looked like a grimoire that might start speaking to me at any moment. Truthfully, although the inside pages were blank, I'm not too sure what it might be used for besides a conversation piece. I was quite enamored but with an 89 Euro price tag it seemed a bit much to pick up on a whim.
These two were inside the store and I snapped the pic before I was asked not to take pictures.
Note of interest: When I asked Google to translate "Pays de Poche" it gave me "Pocket Countries" ... a little disappointing so I am convinced that somehow it means something much more whimsical.
An honorable mention goes to this little store. Unfortunately I didn't take a picture of the store's name and have no idea where it was located in our many walks but the display window caught my attention - as it should. The books were held up in, what seemed to me, quite a charming, old fashioned way ... thumbtacks with string holding the books in place.
After I snapped the pic and started to walk away I turned back only to notice the proprietress changing the display in the second window. There she stood with the display window open to the street, her bag of books sitting on the sidewalk as she changed out the selections on offer. I found it charmingly old school.
Books on Books
"I just wanted to say," Ava said, "thank you all for letting me into the book group. I haven't read, I mean, really read, in such a long time."
A sharp memory of her mother's small bookstore came to her. She could see the little girl she was, sitting in a worn easy chair, happily reading.
"It used to bring me such pleasure," Ava said softly, "And then things happened in my life, and books lost the magic they once held for me. I fell like I'm rediscovering that."
Penny nodded knowingly.
from "the book that matters most" by Ann Hood
(review to follow)
Tuesday 11 October 2016
I'm Back ... with some posts from Paris
Well, it's been a long time since I posted anything. No excuses ... I just lost my book review mojo. I guess I needed a break.
Then life took over - my office closed - which meant it had to be packed up and although in many ways it was my choice to become unemployed I needed a little time to lick my wounds. But - I have a plan I'm going to put into effect and I was looking forward to the vacation planned and booked before the proverbial sh** hit the fan. Come on - let's face it, is there a better place than Paris to lick your wounds and get life back on track? I think not!
I hadn't had a proper holiday in many years and my daughters and I have been planning to go to Paris for a long time. This year all the stars aligned and we took the trip. What a trip it was! We laughed, we cried, we ate and drank too much but very well. And we walked ... and walked ... and walked. I don't think there was a part of Paris we left unexplored. I was quite proud that my old bones were able to keep up with my two beautiful and VERY fit daughters. My only regret was not taking along my FitBit ... then again it could have been just as well ... the poor thing might have melted in my pocket, we walked so much. It was wonderful. We did two organized walking tours (Shout-out to Sandemans New Europe Tours - highly recommended!!) and then we wandered but never aimlessly thanks to my youngest daughter's directional prowess (thanks Nicole - my favorite vacation organizer). We took a couple of random turns every once in a while which led to marvelous unplanned discoveries such as the Bastille Market. There a very handsome young man shucked oysters for us then served us wine in the empty oyster shells because (according to him) "in France, when we eat - we drink!" Who was I to argue with local customs?
The point of all this? During our wanderings we passed so many great little book shops tucked away into the corners of St. Germaine, the Latin Quarter and along the side streets we explored. Of course a blog post started to form in my head (exciting for me since I hadn't posted anything in so long) and I started snapping pictures.
A few of the shops deserve an individual mention because they were so interesting. San Francisco Books Co. is one of those shops. Tucked into the middle Rue Monsieur Le Prince, the outside of the bookstore is painted bright red, somewhat reminiscent of San Francisco trolley cars. How could we resist going in? Asking the owner the price of various unique items we found it was quite apparent that he was not a native Parisian. He kindly explained that he was born in the Midwestern U.S. and then lived in San Francisco for about 25 years before relocating to Paris and opening his bookshop. The store is charming with black and white tile floors and, literally, wall to wall, floor to ceiling bookshelves absolutely crammed with books. There were so many treasures it was difficult to decide where to look first. I could have left the store with a bag full of books but had to remain mindful of the fact that anything purchased had to be hauled along on the second leg of our trip (London) and then back home to Canada. Sadly, I purchased nary a book but my oldest daughter found a book on graffiti art and a few vintage postcards that proved too hard to resist buying as a gifts for a friends. San Francisco Book Co. is definitely worthy of a travel shout-out and a visit if you find yourself wandering the Left Bank in Paris.
Then life took over - my office closed - which meant it had to be packed up and although in many ways it was my choice to become unemployed I needed a little time to lick my wounds. But - I have a plan I'm going to put into effect and I was looking forward to the vacation planned and booked before the proverbial sh** hit the fan. Come on - let's face it, is there a better place than Paris to lick your wounds and get life back on track? I think not!
I hadn't had a proper holiday in many years and my daughters and I have been planning to go to Paris for a long time. This year all the stars aligned and we took the trip. What a trip it was! We laughed, we cried, we ate and drank too much but very well. And we walked ... and walked ... and walked. I don't think there was a part of Paris we left unexplored. I was quite proud that my old bones were able to keep up with my two beautiful and VERY fit daughters. My only regret was not taking along my FitBit ... then again it could have been just as well ... the poor thing might have melted in my pocket, we walked so much. It was wonderful. We did two organized walking tours (Shout-out to Sandemans New Europe Tours - highly recommended!!) and then we wandered but never aimlessly thanks to my youngest daughter's directional prowess (thanks Nicole - my favorite vacation organizer). We took a couple of random turns every once in a while which led to marvelous unplanned discoveries such as the Bastille Market. There a very handsome young man shucked oysters for us then served us wine in the empty oyster shells because (according to him) "in France, when we eat - we drink!" Who was I to argue with local customs?
The point of all this? During our wanderings we passed so many great little book shops tucked away into the corners of St. Germaine, the Latin Quarter and along the side streets we explored. Of course a blog post started to form in my head (exciting for me since I hadn't posted anything in so long) and I started snapping pictures.
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