“Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.“
. . . a very favourite thing to do while travelling {or anytime, really}, is to while away endless beautiful hours wandering the echoing halls of museums and art galleries, breathing in the history and marveling at each brush stoke — monet, renoir, pissaro and degas — so much so, that once even braved the crowds of tourists at the louvre in paris one winter’s day, even catching a mesmerising glimpse of mona lisa‘s mysterious smile . . . there is just something so magical about being enveloped in such stunning creativity . . .
{p.s.} a favourite is the musée d’orsay
{images: le portillon via the inspiration board; art institute of chicago, photography by thomas struth via flickr; lazareva valeria via julia}
