And so, on the last day in Paris before leaving, we decided that we should probably swing by the Louvre. There are no words for how overwhelming it was. We almost immediately got absorbed in the classical sculpture gallery, which was a whole lesson in figure drawing by itself. If only we could have stayed for weeks!
One of the highlights at the end of the classical wing was the Winged Victory of Samothrace. At the top of a staircase and surrounded by echoing space, it managed to convey more movement and power than seemed possible in stone. Afterward I got lost for a while, wandering somewhat aimlessly into the Northern European sculpture gallery while trying to find African art. Once we all reunited, we headed up to the Mona Lisa (which was spectacular!) and stood for ages in front of the Raft of the Medusa, which totally blew our minds. In the evening we went back to the Tour Eiffel, this time making it all the way to the top in time to catch the sunset over Paris. Painting in the dark was tricky!
Then soon enough we were back on the train. A little more coffee painting (this time a memory sketch memorializing the gallon-size jars of Nutella that were everywhere in Paris).
It was an amazing trip, but it's good to be back in quiet Lacoste. Although quiet is a relative term, since we've had some pretty crazy adventures in the past week... But that'll be another post :)