Annamaria on Monday
I have spent the last week with friends of a life time in their beautiful home in Nice. They wined and dined and showed me their city and took me into the centre the of the contemporary art scene in a vibrant and gorgeous part of France. WiFi was spotty where I was and now I have just arrived back in Florence past my bedtime. So I will give you a photo essay of what I have been doing. If it gives you 5% of the enjoyment it gave me, you are going to like this:
|The first thing you see when entering Jean-Claude and|
Francoise's building is an elevator the likes of which I have
only otherwise seen in movies.
|My room: Like the rest of this delightful apartment, it is a|
splendid combination of elegant antique French furniture and
edgy, intellectually stimulating contemporary art.
| I took a lot of pictures of the view from my room. This one,|
at dawn on a cloudy morning, is intentionally surrealistic!
|Red sky in the morning. That bright light right of center is the lighthouse at|
Saint-Jean Cap Ferrat. It took a few tries to catch it when the light was
flashing my way. It shines faintly on the wall of that bedroom in the night.
|During a dinner party in honour of Moussa Saar's one-man show, set to open|
the following night. JeanClaude gave a tour of his and Francoise's collection for
Moussa, his Gallerists, and the curator of a show at the Nice Museum of
|We took many walks along the seaside. I won't brag about the weather. It|
was not my doing, but it was my delight.
|A typical seafront building|
|Flags blowing in the sea breeze|
|One of my favourite works in the current show--The Precious|
Power of Stones, now at Musee d'Art Moderne e d'Art Contemporain
|While taking in the view from the roof terrace of the museum|
|Selfie of three life-long friends|
|Jean-Claude collects the evidence that I had the nerve to order a cheeseburger|
for my lunch al fresco after seeing the museum exhibit.
|Sights in the old town|
|The fort at Villefranche sur-Mer|
|A harbour view from the town|
|A view of an underground street.|
|Within the fort, there is a museum of the works of sculptor Voltigerno|
Antoniucci, called Volti
|We had a private tour of Santo Sospir, a house where Jean Cocteau come for|
visit and stayed for twelve years. In the meanwhile, he painted the walls!
|I took a ton of pictures, and give you just a few. The place|
|The ceiling of the staircase leading down to the bedrooms|
|A drawing left behind by a visitor|
|The garden outside the bedrooms|
|View from the garden terrace|
|That lighthouse at St.-Jean Cap Ferrat, whose light reaches|
across the kilometres to the bedroom where I slept.
|We heard a marvellous concert at the 18th century Palais Lascaris played on period|
instruments from the museum's collection and sung marvellously by young musicians
|We visited Menton, where they were setting up for this years'|
celebration of the orange and lemon harvest. Yes, that church
is made from citrus fruit.
|Sunset from Ste.-Agnes|
|An old bunker along the Maginot Line, overlooking the sea from Ste.-Agnes|
|The view from up there!|
Nice has turned an old slaughterhouse into free studios for artists.
We visited an exhibition of some of the works they are creating. I am
including a couple of favorites.
|As soon as I got close to this one hanging, I smelled what it is covered with. I had to look at|
the list of works to confirm that my nose was right--it is covered with Nutella!
|With up-and-coming young French artist Moussa Sarr after the opening of his show|
|And his grave|
|And the view from his grave at dusk.|
|At the Picasso Museum in Antibes|
|We went to an open house at the Windsor Hotel, where the rooms are decorated by|
artists. Here is a shot of the ceiling of the bar. This one's for you, Stan!