We went to a talk on Thursday night; Montmatre 1900 - 1910. It was a surprising sort of thing for us to go to, in a surprising sort a venue; a local pub has a Culture Club that meets once a month.
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| http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Montmartre |
I have no particular interest in Monmatre, or Picasso, or Braque, and wouldn't have chosen to go, but it was interesting for all sorts of reasons. Like how rural it was.
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| The Moulin de la Galette, painted byVincent Van Gogh in 1887. (Carnegie Museum of Art). |
And how it became a shanty town like the slums in many a modern South American or Asian city.
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A little detail about writing biographies caught my attention; how hard it is to write about people who are close friends and see each other every day, because their interactions are all verbal, face-to-face, and there is no written record (unless they write it all down in a diary, I suppose).
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