at Musée des Arts Décoratifs. Goudemalion, a play on words, of course, Pygmalion and Goudemalion.

I had forgotten all those images, posters, montages and collages that were due to his… genius. Jean-Paul Goude certainly left his mark on the end of the 20th century.

The bicentenary of the French Revolution, Grace Jones, Jimmy Hendricks. They were all there and more.

The exhibit is on till March 26th and is really well worth visiting. I am even considering going back.

As I was watching the locomotive that occupies most of the main hall, there appeared this blond young lady clad in white with a crown of sorts on her head, an ice princess, floating on the floor, the way Russian folk ballet dancers walk. One little boy remarked that she looked as if she had had motors under her feet.

I went around the rooms with delight because they let you take photos everywhere. At one point, I noticed an armchair, showing its back to you. And all of a sudden, the Russian princess glided in and sat in the armchair. She monologued in Russian, with lovely sounding words, some of which I understood, and some of which I didn’t, and suddenly, a curtain was lifted and revealed an old-fashioned mirror, reflecting the blonde princess, flames burning in a fire-place, where her feet were resting, each hand holding more flames and flames again on top of her head-dress. And all the while, she kept on reciting.
As one little girl described it: “Daddy, it’s magic”
See a bit of the magic here
A slideshow of photos taken at Musée des Arts Décoratifs