I was visiting one of the truly great museums in the world, the Musée D’Orsay with a fourteen year old who wasn’t all that interested in being there. It was the end of a very long morning that started with a lightening fast tour of the Louvre with thousands of other tourists and a visit to the Orangerie so this was our third museum. Travelling with a teen is like a high-wire balancing act… how far do you push it without going overboard. I decided that we both needed a break so off to a bench with his phone he went and off I went in the other direction with my camera.
I wandered by myself for about an hour and all I could seem to focus on were the stone hands. I’m not the first (nor will I be the last) to wonder how it is possible to create these soft, fluid, lifelike hands out of a block of stone. I find the faces of these magnificent works to be interesting but not as intriguing as the hands. It’s like the faces are composed and studied but the hands are an afterthought that just exist naturally without the intervention of the artist.
My teen and I regrouped with a fresh purpose and headed off to a lovely bistro lunch, the Rodin Museum and Les Invalides but these hands stayed with me. Hope you enjoy them.
The photo of the clasped hands pictured above is a detail of Joan of Arc by Henri Chapu.
“The best artist has that thought alone which is contained within the marble shell; the sculptor’s hand can only break the spell to free the figures slumbering in the stone.” Michelangelo
The works here are not by Michelangelo but are by Carpu, Barrias, Carpeaux and Hugues.