A few weeks ago, I flew to Paris with my good friends Judy Brown and Lisa Flinn. “One’s destination is never a place,” Henry Miller wrote, ” but a new way of seeing things.”Coming up are five posts with some observations, some new ways of seeing, inspired by the trip. Allons y! Let’s go!
The Musee Rodin houses the sculptor’s works, including The Thinker and The Kiss.
But this menopausal museum goer was especially struck by the work of another sculptor, also part of the Musee Rodin’s magnificent collection: The work of Camille Claudel.
In The Mature Age (1900), Claudel sculpted her grief.
The young one in a love triangle, she lost out, in the end, after indiscretion, anger, and heartbreak, to Rodin’s much longer and older love, Rose Beuret.
Parfois, vieilles amours l’emporte sur tout.
Sometimes, old love trumps all.
The Young One: Camille Claudel
The Older One: Rose Beuret
And the subject of so much feminine admiration: