Today I got kicked out of le Cité de l'Architecture because I took so long drawing a window!
I'm fascinated by Gothic architecture, but I don't have the patience or talent to draw every little detail.
Thanks to an inspiring someone, I've been paying close attention to glass ceilings, which are proving to be a sort of transition to urbanism and modern architecture. I love the combination of old (Gothic or 17th century or so) buildings with modern glass ceilings:
| Cité de l'Architecture |
| Musée d'Orsay |
I'm realizing how much soft light these ceilings add to a room or a building, and I love it!
Yesterday at the Louvre, I stumbled onto a room full of sketches by Pietro de Cortona, the man who designed the façade of the Louvre. Even his architectural blueprints (actually like redprints) were just those... blueprints... they were so beautiful to me. He also had amazing figure drawings. They inspired me so much; I've always thought of art as a low-priority hobby in my life, and now I'm starting to think seriously of a way that I could have art be my legitimate profession. Wow, I like the idea of architecture so much more than something like communications in international business. Even if I don't become an architect, I still find de Cortona's sketches of columns and ceilings heartbreakingly beautiful. The way he adds subtle touches of watercolor to provide depth... *sigh.*
| Oh my God, I want to do that. Honestly, in my heart, I want to do that. (This was the one photo I could take before I got yelled at, "No picture, no picture!") |
I bought a compass today to draw all of the French arches better. I wish I had all sorts of architectural tools, but I've been using straightedges and depending on my decent ability to draw parallel lines. If only I had hours every day to spend getting the building proportions perfect :( I only have two days left in Paris! Jesus, I can't believe that. Just this moment remembering and typing that, I felt my soul die a little, a physical crushing inside my chest. It's not fair. I want to go to Florence, but not yet. Why did I have to fall so in love with this place? It's so bittersweet. I guess it means I will have to come back and study here... maybe architecture at La Sorbonne?
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