I freakin love this museum. I would have its babies if it asked. Even if the Musee d’Orsay didn’t house my favourite Van Gogh I would still think its pretty neat.
The Musee d’Orsay is in one of the most beautiful buildings in Paris, an old railway station on the banks of the Seine. It’s a perfect museum to bring philistines to, because while you cry tears of beauty at the sculptures and impressionist paintings they can still and look at the biggy bigness that is the remodelled station.
Top tip is to go right down the back of the museum on the ground floor. They have a model of the centre of Paris (around the opera house area) with glass panels over the top, so you can actually walk over the Paris skyline and make sense of all those buildings you keep trudging past.
It also has a substantial collection of Art Nouveau furniture, including one room entirely decked out in wooden furniture (which somehow resembles a Lord of the Rings set?). Also a must to look at is the upper galleries (floor five) which has a room with so many famous impressionist paintings in it you don’t quite know where to look – everywhere you gaze is worth more than you will have in your entire life.
For me the stand-outs at the Musee d’Orsay are the sculptures in the main terminal. They are not just men in the standard heroic poses, they are women in ecstasy, stylised polar bears, boys watching animals and famous busts a plenty.
I think that more than any museum in Paris, (even more than the Museum of Modern Art coming up later) Musee d’Orsay is what it is all about & if you had to choose one art gallery in Paris to ‘do’ please make it be this one.
Oh and Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh … swoon.