The Thinker. In the gardens of the Rodin Museum of Paris. A December afternoon spent in this lovely museum, and in the cold of the outdoor gardens soon made it my favorite museum in all of Paris. Truth be told, the late afternoon overcast sky and cold drizzle was an inspiration for me. If all the benches and chairs outside hadn’t been wet I could have sat out there for hours; as it was, I spent quite some time walking the paths to discover more and more. I’ll show you a little of what was outside in this 7.4 acres, and then we’ll go inside to warm up.
A large glass enclosed exhibit of works was on one side of a path made even more exquisite by the reflection on the glass of the winter trees behind me. There was art grabbing me from all sides and angles!
I am not sure if Rodin made these figures, or if they were made by his mistress and muse, Camille Claudel. Mademoiselle Claudel was a sculptor and artist in her own right.
Fingers too frozen to continue snapping the shutter outdoors, even though I was at the Gates of Hell, I reluctantly headed back to go inside…but wait!
Enough, in we go to this private mansion from the 18th century and opened as Rodin’s museum in 1919. I’d take you in through the back doors, but I’m sure security would not have been amused.
Once inside and beginning to warm up, the space felt intimate somehow, not feeling like a giant expanse of open space at all; small rooms that were quite cozy.
The Musee Rodin is not to be missed; on a return trip (yes, I’m already planning), I will want an entire day here.