The three days that we
have ventured through has been an overall positive insight on historical
monuments. I appreciate history in its utter most glory. I enjoyed viewing
Notre Dame, Versailles and Louvre. But when looking at other tourists, it seems
they were more into it’s beauty and don’t understand the full meaning of what
they are looking at. So I guess my theme for this blog post is beauty.
Notre Dame is the oldest
thing in Paris. It has seen every war Europe has fought within nearly the last
millennium. It’s not just the house of god, but also a historical story of
Paris. The neighborhood around Notre Dame is old itself but also built pretty
to mock what Notre Dame is. Gift shops line the streets and that’s there way of
getting tourists to keep the memory alive with their horribly printed Eiffel
Tower shirts. Taking in the history, Notre Dame was a place of worship.
Monasteries lined the cathedral and people flock to worship God. It was pretty
then, but it had meaning. In today’s context, the building is flocked to
because it’s “pretty” and that’s only what it’s seen as. Looking around
tourists took pictures and walked away. They didn’t stand off to the side to
look a bit closer and understand what they are really looking at. Notre Dame
was built on blood and tears, and every detail shows it. Looking at a
particular stained glass window, I saw that window had the light shining bright
through it. The sunshine reflected back this beautiful pattern within the
frames. As someone who works with pattern work, I know it’s insane to create
them. But thinking, people had to etch them into glass, which takes hours, if
not days. So once I got that notion, it triggered that people only enjoy the
beauty it gives off and forgot what it took to create that.
The Versailles palace needless
to say…was tacky. I used to be so obsessed with it, but now as I look at it in
real life, I’m not exactly phased with it. All I saw was gold everywhere and
nothing else. I’m more guessing the reason behind that thought was because
everyone on the planet was inside. Pushing and shoving their way because they
lost their tour group. It ruined the time looking at everything. The experience
was a loss. I more enjoyed the gardens and Marie Antoinette’s Hamlet &
Petit Triannon because nobody cared really about them. They were like the
hidden jewel of Versailles. So my focus was on those. The area around the Petit
Triannon was calming. Not many people pushed and shoved themselves through.
Going along with what Marie Antoinette wanted, the Triannon was defiantly an
escape of real life. Tourists didn’t want to make the trek to view everything
it had. Tourists wanted the one thing that was pretty, which was the palace.
The Petit Triannon was lavish but it wasn’t over done like the palace.
Decorative ornaments a-lined every inch of the building, but it wasn’t dosed in
gold. Looking closer, I saw the clever design strategies. On the grad
staircase, was a logo. It was Marie Antoinette’s. It had the M and A cross
over. The first communication design element I saw from an early time of this
subject. I was immediately drawn to it because it was of course pretty but it
had charm and wit to it. It was simple yet effective. Even if you didn’t know
it was Marie Antoinette’s the initials logo spoke for it’s self.
The Louvre held it’s own
beauty, without all the artifacts and artwork. Viewing around, the Louvre was
centered off it’s own scale. It was majestic and in all honest opinion, better
than Versailles. Just like the Petit Triannon, it was decorative but not in an
ultra lavish way. But the palace it’s self isn’t what people want to view, it’s
what’s inside. The two articles I decided to get a sneak at were what I could
see in relation to Louvre. One such object was a jewelry box from the Islamic
exhibit. The box was small with exquisite patterns. It wasn’t dosed in colors
or imprinted with some king’s image. It was simple yet effective. The space it
was in had this flowy movement that made Lauren all giddy but me, I was like
meh. I was more involved with the history of this object and what it held. The
beauty was there but the history of it was what intrigued me. Unfortunately
everything was in French so I couldn’t grasp that part. But it still held a
positive reaction to me, but as far as other viewers go, people just walked on
by it. A second article I chose was the Sleeping Hermaphrodiotos. The statue was placed right smack dab in the front of the entry. It was moving and spiked curiosity. It wasn't something I've ever seen before. I think why I liked it was because the female figure was laying down and covered on the front side of the body. Usually Greek's exposed almost the entire front side of a lady.
I guess this is a summary of the last three days. Here's to many more.
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