Call me macabre but I find beauty in creepy things, I look for the art in science, and I am fascinated with the natural world. As you’ve seen in past blog posts, I spend some time sketching at the Natural History Museum in New York City and the Bronx Zoo. I grew up loving animals, while observing the cycle of life on the farm and during hunts with my father and Grandfather. Needless to say, I’m not too frightened by bones. On my list of things to see in Paris, of course, was the Catacombs.
It must have been on everyone else’s list too, because it was a two and half hour wait in line overlooking traffic. An artist is never bored however, to pass the time I sketched the lion sculpture in the square near by.
One hundred and thirty steps down we went…
Cold and creepy…
As in…”Slaughter House 5“?…. no this is older than that, fool!
Are they cemented together? No, that one moved when I touched it. Ahhhh, I touched it!
Feeling as though this journey is possibly too long, a sketch is in order.
Ok, time to get out of here, only 83 steps to go up and out.