So, day three. Plenty of walking again and getting used to the RER. I'm scared to be separated from our director and the Remillards though. I'm semi-confident about myself but I know it'll be hard and I'm sure it will be knocked down almost immediately. We'll see I guess.I'm excited about our classes too- I really am liking the French culture but then again, I'm only three days into this. I should give it some more time, I guess. It was amazing going to the Slobedom's apartment/gallery. He is an artist who works with a modeling agency and does portraits of models for the agency. His apartment was amazing. It's a big complex that's funded by the government for"starving artists." They may not necessarily be "starving" persae, but they are all artists. That concept is unthinkable to me. It's an amazing theory but I don't think many Americans would go for tax money going to art, instead of everything we turn to first.
I couldn't believe how many famous people he had painted and knew personally. It was crazy how beautiful they were. I've decided that I like paintings but I have trouble appreciating it like some other forms of art because it's so hard to know and understand the story behind the piece. I get pleasure of through the story. I would rather listen to a painter tell me about it than just see it and interpret it as I see it.I can't always find the words and story in my mind from a painting but I can always paint a picture in my mind from words or a story. That's why I would rather read than look at art, I think. But that's why I'm excited to learn more about art. Hopefully, I'll be able to appreciate it more and find a way to reach the story.
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