The view from the balcony high in the Musee D’Orsay, heading for their single Matisse …I’m on a hunt to find what a certain someone loves in his work. She loved it when she was three years old and shocked a museum guard, at that age, asking where to find his works. When I arrived at the Orsay I was told they had only one! But this view was a work of art in and of itself.

Finally I track down their Matisse … I approach from a distance … wondering what draw it will have for me.

Up close and personal I am looking at this sole painting by Matisse at the Orsay … which unfortunately does little for me.

However, not far away I am drawn into and towards this painting by …I don’t know who Segall perhaps? i don’t remember. But I loved it. And later, at the Pompidou I found some more Matisse and found some things therein I did love.

And then I draw a deep breath and am blown away, shocked into silence, almost gasping for breath at the sight of this painting “The Villas de Bordighera” by Claud Monet. The finesse of the light and the style of this work shock me and for a moment there is just me and this painting only I am not there.