I'm not really asking, mind you; it's come to the point now where it goes without saying. That aside, when I recently read that the Getty in Brentwood would be hosting a major exhibition that recreates daily life in an 18th century Parisian Townhouse, those immortal words from The Graduate immediately came to mind. When confronted with the sensory overload, who wouldn't want the hand of a more experienced lover to guide them? The Lover, in this situation, is the Getty, and we are the wide eyed ingenues looking for an education not found in textbooks. Bring on the butterfly kisses and the obsessive phone calls. We're ready for love, Mrs. Robinson.
The exhibit, which runs April through August, will be a significant experience for anyone enamored with French design. It will be a curated collection of pieces loaned from other institutions; an assemblage of Furniture, Art, Accessories, Fashion, Jewels, Porcelains, Textiles and anything else that exemplifies the decadence and joie de vivre of the period. I'm hoping for some suggestive engravings spotlit in a darkened room. I can't wait to be wooed by a well turned leg, as long as it has a gilt bronze mount.
|Fragonard's The Swing. |
Lovers play in a secluded wood. As the young
woman casts off her shoe, the young man
hidden in the hedge is granted a
view of the Loire Valley.
|Madame de Pompadour sits in elegant repose |
for her favorite painter, Francois Boucher.
|Boucher paints Pompadour during her Toilette.|
The Rococo period ushered in a new feeling of intimacy.
Clad in a dressing gown, her body language is informal; it's as
if she were about to tell us a secret in the privacy of her boudoir.
|The Cameo bracelet not only reflects the fashion, but also|
shows a subtle tribute to her lover, Louis XV. The casual
placement of accouterments indicates that we have caught
her during a more private moment.
|The Blind Man's Bluff, by Fragonard. |
A young farm boy and girl (dressed in Taffeta work clothes)
play amidst a rustic country setting. Pure fantasy.