WELL KNOWN TO MANY BUT NOT TO ME
A few months ago, I saw this picture in one of my art magazines and found it quite unique. I certainly couldn’t put a name to it. Tal Coat? Who was he? Then I looked again and saw that the exhibition was on in Aix-en-Provence. Turned the page of the same magazine and saw another picture and the title « Botero - dialogue with Picasso ». No hesitation this time. I was going to Aix-en-Provence. Years must have flown by since I was there. Once upon a time, my Mother and I would go every year from her summer flat. We would visit cousins and close friends. Those days are far gone as are the people. I got to my hotel in the middle of the day. Dumped my overnight bag and off I went - in the wrong direction. Is it possible that I could forget a town which I had visited so often? Apparently. Back on track after a good hour of turning in circles only to find that the Granet Museum was a ten minute stroll from the hotel.