Not the Pompidou, she said

Not knowing what I was going to see on Sunday, my expectations were quietly napping when I got there. A new friend, Maggie, suggested we meet at the Museum of Modern Art – not Pompidou, she said, and sent me this link. Looked good to me, and I welcome the opportunity to visit someplace in Paris I have not yet been, which is still a whole lot of places. Everyone told me I would love August in Paris - all the French people are gone, they said. And as this picture of the Museum front entrance will attest – empty as empty gets on an overcast, threatening but never really following through with rain Sunday at 11AM.

The Musée d'Art Moderne de la Ville de Paris is in the 16th, right next to the Palais de Tokyo, which makes these two museums an excellent opportunity to hit 2 birds with 1 stone or, as they say here, faire d'une pierre deux coups.


There were 2 or 3 shows and a permanent exhibit. We went to see the Peter Doig show. At the end of the show was an interview with Peter that you can see on TateShots, in which he shares source material and describes how he constructs his work.


Concrete Cabin, 1992











Briey (interior), 1999











Gasthof zur Muldentalsperre, 2000-2002








Figures in Red Boat, 2005-2007