After years of renovation, the Musée Gustave Moreau re-opened in 2014, but I only made it there in 2015. The museum is in the artist’s home, with his upstairs atelier. The museum is a voyeur’s delight, with the artist’s dining room and office open to guests. In his bedroom, you can see the art that lulled him to sleep, including the small Degas tucked in a corner. A 19th century Symbolist painter, Monsieur Moreau’s art strikes me as sugar sweet melodrama. I would not consider myself a fan of his genre, but the museum is a wonder-box of discovery. The artist left over 1300 works of art to the state, all of them crammed into his 4 story home. There are swinging panels, locked behind swinging panels, art hidden behind doors, wooden paged “books” of his illustrations. And the atelier itself is a marvel: two floors, connected by a snail shell of a staircase, flooded with light and full of art in every phase. Moreau may, or may not be your thing, but this museum is well worth the trek from the city center into the trendy 9th. Especially if you’ve thought ahead and made lunch reservations for nearby Le Pantruche.
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