Bonjoouur! And a thousand pardons for my long silence, it was essential for my university degree, as well as my mental detoxification. Now I am full of joy to make this summer much better than the beginning 2020 was. So many ideas for some new projects, I hardly keep up with my head. One of it is to launch a sort of Parisian museum guide for you which is based on an acquaintance of the place and its big names, some facts you gonna remember visiting Paris. And today we start with the one which I personally find so romantic and inspiring, the Musée Rodin, located in the heart of the city, and however, still hidden from the eyes.
A marvellous building from the begging of the 18th century and till 1905 had been a hotel, called The Hôtel Biron, then an ambassade, and finally a school. After the separation of Church and State, the house was risking to become an apartment building, but a French sculptor, being that time at the peak of fame, decided to found his new Parisian studio there, to keep his works and organise any sort of artistic meetings. Some years later, monsieur Auguste Rodin(1840–1917) would negotiate with the government to open a museum of his name in exchange for his entire collection, bequeathed to the state. Amusing, if you don't encourage yourself then nobody will.
François Auguste René Rodin was a french sculptor, whose art was somewhere between romantisme, realism and symbolisme. Being quite popular his work was still criticised because of its liberty of mouvements and expressions. His sculptures were inspired by the classical antiquity but they stay too lively and humane. We survive such emotions as love, pain, despair, observing and examining any fragment, which becomes finally a separated masterpiece. It is also not a secret that Rodin was always making several copies in different formats and materials. Well after his death, in 1978, the French government adopted a law that only the first 12 copies would be considered as the originals.
Watching his work The Kiss (1882), I feel the presence and the force of the feeling, even not being really capable to explain it. These two lovers are Francesca da Rimini and the younger brother of her husband, Paolo Malatesta. Their tragic history is mentioned quite often in fine arts and literature, as the Inferno (The Divine Comedy) by Dante. They were killed, having not sinned, by her husband, who’s action got radical and not humane turn. At such moments in my head Scorpions play: "Love. Only love. Can break down the wall someday ?..". It makes a sense. The both bodies are strong but elegant, completely melted in passion. By this fact, the sculptor puts the equality between them, and also expresses the respect and admiration for women, being on the opposite side.
In the garden, as well as inside the hotel we admire such works as The Thinker (1879–1889), which takes part in The Gates of Hell, also by Rodin, and also referred back to the Inferno by Dante; The Walking Man (1877–78); The Three Shades (1881–1886); and the most "instagramable" hands in the whole world, I suppose, The Arc of the Covenant or The Cathedral (1908).
The museum is opened all days except Mondays, from 10am to 6:30pm, for 12€. As many other cultural institutions it is free for European residents under 26 y.o. Next time you are in Paris, be pleased and enjoy this heavenly place. Take a pause of meditation in the garden before getting inside the house; try to imagine monsieur Rodin working in front of you on the first floor; finally feel the love. Because it is all what we need.