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Vincent at the Musee Rodin Paris

I was most surprised last year to find three Vincent's at the Musee Rodin in Paris.

I was also very jet lagged when I saw them.


The most famous one is of course the painting of Pere Tanguy.

So here I was, having arrived in Paris that day after a 23 hour flight from Sydney. I was too excited to sleep so decided to walk around the city to burn off some excess energy.

I ended up at the Musee Rodin, one of my favourite places in Paris. It was my third visit to this remarkable place which changes every time I see it.

And I saw my first wild creature in Europe. A rabbit scurrying in Rodin's garden.  I must admit I was feeling a lot like Alice that day.

As I wandered through the great sculptor's home I turned a corner. And there, just hanging around, was Vincent.


Pere Tanguy- Wow. what a find!


And another Vincent! Wow What an amazing thing.

And yet another...

Suddenly, I'm in a room, alone, surrounded by Vincents...It was mind blowing.
But it was Paris, so it's always like that. A masterpiece on every corner.


I really like the Musee Rodin. The people who work there are very nice, always polite and friendly. The Musee is lovely, and the gardens are beautiful. Rodin's sculptures are incredible and it's great to be able to walk around them.

But who knew that Rodin had such great taste in art? He purchased this painting in 1894.

Auguste Rodin, an artistic genius who recognised artistic genius. Thank you for buying your Vincents.


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