On Wednesday I had the final (really my only final) of my "Intro Into the Louvre" class. For the final we had to write two essays that compared a Ruben to a Rembrandt and then a Da Vinci to a Raphael. The Louvre is huge, I can't describe how big it is and how easy it is to get lost. Therefore timed test running around the Louvre in tourist season can be pretty exhausting. I literally was running across the Louvre from the Rubens to the Italian wing, taking the stair to the winged victory two at at time and then had to push tour groups out of the way by "Madonna on the Rocks". It's actually quite amazing that I was standing in front of these amazing works of art writing about them for my class. After the exam we were all done but our teacher was so adamant of showing us this special Russian exhibit, I have no idea what I saw I was so out of it.
Thursday after dance I went to my favorite salad place that is run by these french hipster boys who are obsessed with New York and MGMT and blues music. Their funny and they always laugh at me trying to order in french. I got lunch and took it to Jardin du Luxembourg. The garden is big and there are always a lot of people in there but it is very peaceful. I sat in a chair looking at the grass, in front of the palace to eat my lunch. It odd because the grass has small gates around it so you can't actually sit in the grass just look at it from the chairs. There was this man renting small sailboats to the kids. These kids were so adorable with their sailboats floating in the palace fountain. They had these long sticks, that were twice their size that they would poke the sailboats with. Sometimes a duck would come by and nudge the boat and the kid would get all excited. oh it was just so cute! Then I had to go to the Wells studio to hang my printmaking work. It is probably the only art show that I do. It was hard for me to pick out the prints that I wanted to put up but I had a nice wall space that I ended up being very happy with.
Friday- the day of the big show. April 23. It seemed so far off into the distance but now it is over with. There has been such a big buildup to this date as well that it was a very surreal day.
Of course I somehow found myself walking around the Marais again, my favorite area. I finally figured out what I wanted to get as a nice gift from Paris. I mean, I've spent so much money just living here but I really wanted to get something that I"ll have for a long time from Paris. It took me long time to finally figure out what I wanted but I finally did. There is this Parisian company Alexandre de Paris that makes the most beautiful hair accessories in the world. It took me a long time to figure out what hair things to get but I finally decided on a hair comb and a barrette. It might seem a little crazy to spend a lot of money on hair things but they are gorgeous and I love them and to me they are my jewelry. I put my hair up with my other french barrettes all the time and now that I have a real Alexandre barrette I'm so happy. The only place to get these hair things in the states is in one small store in Manhattan. So I have a real Paris special gift that I am so happy about! Then it was time for the big show. Everyone dressed up and was so happy to be there and experience the show with everyone. There ended up being a lot of people there more than any of us expected. But it was great for the first two hours we all ate and looked at everyones art work. The Wells studio is really small so we were all jammed packed in there with art work being hung from every piece of wall possible. Then it was time for the performance part of the night. I danced, and I really didn't work on it or choreograph it- I just put on some music and danced for a min. Looking back I should have really choreographed something but it was fine and I think I did alright. It was just a nice evening to share with everyone before we all go in different directions. Then a group of us went to the Seine to hang out and start our night.
I'm goign to miss Paris!
-- my wall at the show
-- by the river 
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