The Collection
The Musée des Beaux-Arts is so close to our hotel that we were able to walk there through a very interesting area that got ritzier every block.
The Musée des Beaux-Arts is a really good art museum, the best we have seen in Canada. As the oldest art museum in Canada, they have been collecting the longest, and they have a pretty coherent survey of the history of art. They don't always have the most significant artists of the period, but what they offer is high quality.
Master of the Castello Nativity, active 1445-1470 Virgin and Child, c. 1460 |
Veronese, 1528-1588 Christ Crowned with Thorns, c. 1585 |
Meanwhile, in Northern Europe artists were getting down to the business of everyday life. Notice what a high level of skill in rounding, perspective, and realism they had developed by the mid-1500s.
Lucas van Valckenborch, 1535-1597 A Meat and Fish Market (Winter), c. 1595 |
Christian Luycks, 1623-1670 Pronk Still Life with Silver and Gilt Vessels, a Nautilus Shell, Porcelain, Food and Other Items on a Draped Table, c. 1650 |
Jean-Baptiste Greuze, 1725-1805 Portrait of Madame Mercier, 1780 |
William Bouguereau, 1825-1905 Crown of Flowers, 1884 |
Claude Monet, 1840-1926 The Main Path at Giverny, 1900 |
The museum cannot claim any great works by van Gogh or Cézanne to represent post-Impressionism, but here's a lovely example of Pointillism, which is a development of Impressionism.
Paul Signac, 1863-1935 Fort du Roule, Cherbourg, 1932 |
Henri Matisse, 1869-1954 Portrait of Lorette in a Turban, 1917 |
Salvador Dalí, 1904-1989 Portrait of Maria Carbona, 1925 |
Pablo Picasso, 1881-1973 Embrace, 1971 |
Gerhard Richter, b. 1932 AB Mediation, 1986 |
Stephen Balkenhol, b. 1957 Large Pair: Head of a Man and a Woman, 1990 |
Mark Tansey, b. 1949 Action Painting II, 1984 |
John Charles Pinhey, 1860-1912 The Sister Arts: Music, Poetry and Painting, 1892 |
Tom Thomson, 1877-1917 |
We were happy to see several pieces by Lawren S. Harris, one of the leaders of this approach to landscape, who caught our attention at the Art Gallery of Ontario in Toronto.
Lawren S. Harris, 1885-1970 Mount Temple, c. 1925 |
Marc-Aurele Fortin, 1888-1970 Saint-Siméon, before 1950 |
Some Canadian artists appear to be very much influenced by contemporary American trends. This painting looks like it could have been painted by John Sloan.
Adrien Hébert, 1890-1967 Corner Peel and Sainte-Catherine, c. 1948 |
Marian Scott, 1906-1993 Stairway, c. 1940 |
Jacques Hurtubise, b. 1939 Clémence, 1967 |
The Architecture
In addition to having a fine collection of art, the Museum of Fine Arts succeeds architecturally. Their first big building, dating from 1912, was built in the Beaux Arts style.
The original 1912 building |
In 1991 Moshe Safdie, who had already completed the National Gallery in Ottawa, was hired to design an expansion. One of Safdie's signature characteristics is that he makes his new building fit in with existing buildings nearby. In this photo you can see that he used a similar color of stone, symmetrical windows flanking the entrance porch, and a horizontal rank near the roof-life.
Moshe Safdie's new wing of the Museum |
Internet grab |
The Special Exhibit
The museum is free, but there was a $20 Can charge for the Dale Chihuly exhibit. We felt we had to attend it, but the truth is we had seen this very exhibit and others much like it. There were certain variations that were better, certain that were worse, and Chihuly's generous imagination is always a great joy, but we breezed through that show pretty fast.
Dale Chihuly |
The cafeteria looked pretty nice, but they didn't have any salads that appealed to me, so we ate in the fancy restaurant, a very pleasant place with suave service. I had a great salad and Dan had octopus. Octopus? I didn't even look at it, but he liked it.
That afternoon, we kept taking pictures until the very last moment when the guards very gently and regretfully kicked us out. On the street, kids were playing in the museum's small sculpture garden. We took a few photos.
Then I was parched. Where could we get a cold drink? After some dithering about, I headed for the nearest large hotel, with Dan trailing. The hotel turned out to be the Ritz-Carleton; it had a soothingly upscale lounge where we each gratefully doffed a bottle of Molsen Export Light Ale, the most drinkable beer I've had in a long time.
Lounge at the Ritz-Carlton |
Dan L. Smith, art photographer at ease |
When we got back to the hotel, we found that both of our online Credit Union Accounts were non-functional. On the telephone Dan learned that new federal regulation required upgraded security. With a lot of folderol we finally got both accounts up and running.
We never eat pizza. With the exception of home-made pizza at a wedding reception, we haven't eaten pizza since we were in Italy in 1996. But walking around our neighborhood, I observed an outdoor restaurant where the pizza crust looked very thin and crispy, and the toppings looked interesting, so we decided to give it a try. We had a Greek salad, again with a French touch, and a pizza topped with roast vegetables; no peppers, they don't use peppers up here, hurrah! Anyway Dan was grumpy like an old fart when we went in, and by the time we left, he felt fine.