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| Southern façade of Notre Dame Photo: Wikipedia |
On our daily
treks to the Metro, we passed by Cimetière de
Montmartre
with its lugubrious atmosphere.
Located in the 18th arrondissement of Paris in “the Butte,” the
nickname Parisians gave to the Montmartre hill, it is the third largest
necropolis in Paris which opened in 1825. Located below street level in an
abandoned gypsum quarry used during the French Revolution as a mass grave, the
cemetery has only one entrance under Rue Caulaincourt and is the final resting
place of many artists and writers who lived in Montmartre such as Edgar Degas
(1834-1917), Alexandre Dumas the son (1824-1895), Theophile Gautier
(1811-1872), Emile Zola (1840-1902), and Heinrich Heine (1797-1856).
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| Montmartre Cemetery |
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| The tomb of Heinrich Heine |
We watched
our steps carefully to avoid the dog poop and the slippery streets that were
seldom clean. Nobody walking their dog carried around a plastic bag for their animal’s
necessities. The metro tunnel reeked strongly of urine and the loudspeakers
informed us almost every day that, ladies and gentlemen, there are robbers on
the train.
No matter
how careful we were with pickpockets, a little boy, perhaps 7 years old,
managed to open the zippered-pocket of my purse resting against my hip. I felt
a feathery touch to my elbow and caught him. He winked at the laughing Arab
vendors by the Eiffel Tower and ran away while shouting back in perfect English
a four-letter word when my husband tried to grab him.
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| Eiffel Tower Photo: Wikipedia |
Although the
tower was to be dismantled twenty years later, the city decided that it was
valuable for communications and meteorological experiments and let it stand.
One of the most famous visitors, Thomas Edison, was invited by Gustave Eiffel
to his private apartment at the top of the tower and signed the guest book. I
was excited when we took photographs that are now catalogued into the permanent
visitor database. The tower boasted its 250th millionth visitor in
2010.
Place
Pigalle with its 19th century cabarets and the infamous Moulin Rouge,
which I am ashamed to admit that I was talked into going to watch a very
expensive and debauched show with elbow-room only, was a cacophony of neon
lights, falafel stands, rotating hunks of shaved lamb, decadence, wine,
irreverence, and a Sex Museum, in sharp contrast with the quiet and charming
houses just streets away.
Parisians
call Montmartre “the Butte,” a former village incorporated into Paris in 1860
as the 18th arrondissement. It has a storied reputation for
depravity on account of its many brothels, cabarets, illegal activities, and
Bohemian life that has attracted many artists, writers, and a bourgeois
following from Paris.
Churches such as the Royal Abbey of St.-Denis, built in 1133 A.D. by Louis VI, St.-Pierre de Montmartre, and Basilica de Sacré-Cœur bear witness to the area’s earliest places of worship. The Roman-Byzantine Sacré-Cœur, dating to 1876, is a parish of pilgrimage where around the clock vigil has been held for over a century. The Savoyarde Bell, one of the largest in the world, resonating a high C note, was pulled to the top of the hill by twenty-eight horses.
The “Butte” escaped modern development because the gypsum and limestone quarries left throughout their existence numerous tunnels, crisscrossing the Montmartre underground.
I walked
through Montmartre, looking for the feel of that bohemian village of long-ago
and I only found the restaurant Moulin de la Galette, where one of the two
windmills painted by Renoir still exists.
From the garish
Place Pigalle, past Boulevard de Clichy, there was Rue de Martyrs where famous
Christian pilgrims walked on their way up to Sacré-Cœur. On rue Yvonne Le Tac, at number 9,
it is alleged that St. Denis was beheaded in the 3rd century and
Ignatius de Loyola founded the Jesuits in 1534.
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| St. Denis at Notre Dame Photo: Wikipedia |
According to
legend, St. Denis was arrested, thrown to the lions, and crucified. Unwilling
to give up his faith, he was dragged up the Mont des Martyrs (Montmartre), and
finally beheaded. He rose from the dead and picked up his head and carried it
to a northern village. In the never-ending churning rain, I searched the cobble
stones for evidence of blood stains soaked by the dirt or washed by the rains
of time.
I can spend
days in the Louvre and in Musée d'Orsay.
Opened in 1793 with 537 paintings, the Louvre is located on the right
bank of the Seine in the former 12th century fortress turned palace.
In 1682, the Louvre Palace became a repository for royal arts collections when
King Luis XIV chose Palace of Versailles as his residence. The world’s most
visited museum, the Louvre houses 35,000 pieces of art in many interconnected
buildings covering 652,000 square feet.
Situated on
the left bank of the Seine, the former Gare d’Orsay, a railway station built in
1898-1900, the Musée d'Orsay houses the largest collection of
French art (1848-1905), paintings, sculptures, photography, and furniture, with
the largest collection of impressionist and post-impressionist works by Monet,
Manet, Renoir, Seurat, Sisley, Gaugain, and Van Gogh.
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| Palace of Versailles Photo: Wikipedia |
I loved the
Palace of Versailles with its fabulous fountains and gardens. Château de Versailles is located in the
Ile-de-France region, 20 km southwest of Paris. The court was located here in 1682
by King Louis XIV and then relocated to Paris in 1789 after the beginning of
the French Revolution. Versailles is now a wealthy suburb of Paris. A symbol of
absolute monarchy, Versailles is surrounded by gardens, fountains, and other quarters.
Political functions are still held at Versailles today including exhibits. The
dormant gardens were still magnificent and carefully manicured. The famous Hall
of Mirrors appeared somewhat tarnished but it was understandable, Galerie des Glaces dates back to 1678.
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| The famous Hall of Mirrors Photo: Wikipedia |
But the most
fascinating places for me were the Cathedral de Notre Dame, Musée de l'Armée, and Napoleon’s Tomb.
The
construction of Notre Dame began with the cornerstone in 1163 and ended in
1345, a labor of love that lasted almost two centuries. One legend describes
the recasting of the great bell, Emmanuel, which weighs 13 tons, in the 17th
century. As the metal was melting, ladies threw their gold and silver jewelry
into the mixture perhaps contributing to the bell’s F-sharp tone. Although
there are ten bells, all but one had been taken out of use due to their
excessive vibration causing damage to the structure.
Notre Dame de
Paris is an example of French Gothic architecture with flying buttresses, rose stained
glass windows, water spouts in the shape of phantasmagorical gargoyles and
decorative gargoyles called grotesques. It is the Cathedral of the Archdiocese
of Paris, with important reliquaries such as the alleged Crown of Thorns, a
fragment of the True Cross, and one of the original Holy Nails of the
crucifixion. These relics are brought out once a year during Good Friday.
We waited for
an hour in the cold blustery wind and drizzly rain in order to climb the narrow
stairs up to the south tower platform overlooking the spire, the flying
buttresses, and the magnificent river Seine and Paris below. I imagined Victor
Hugo’s character, the Hunchback of Notre Dame, carrying Esmeralda up to safety.
Perhaps Hugo’s book inspired Parisians to raise money to save their Lady from
demolition. Desecrated by radicals during the French Revolution, much of the
religious artifacts and icons were damaged or destroyed. It has been restored
continuously since 1845.
During
Napoleon’s self-coronation in December 1804, Notre Dame was so damaged that
tapestries had to be hung to cover the dilapidated interior. The Revolutionaries
had robbed the treasury, pillaged the church, and smashed the 28 statues of the
Kings of Judea thinking that they were statues of the kings of France.
Twenty-one of the heads were found and are now housed in the Musée de Cluny.
The head of King David is exhibited in the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New
York.
Notre Dame
has great historical significance because it was built over the ruins of a Roman
temple in Gaul dedicated to Jupiter, a fourth century church, and a sixth
century basilica. Twelve stones originally used in the Roman temple were found
in the foundation of the basilica. The Huguenots
(French Protestants) damaged parts of the cathedral in 1548, having considered the
interior statues, paintings, and stained glass windows idolatry. During the
French Revolution, Notre Dame was rededicated to the Cult of Reason in 1793 and
then to the Cult of the Supreme Being. Damaged by stray bullets in WWII, Biblical
stained glass windows were replaced by geometric patterns. To me Notre Dame is
a symbol of survival, in spite of numerous assaults from those attempting to
destroy the house of God because it contradicted their beliefs.
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| Les Invalides Hotel Photo: Wikipedia |
Musée de l'Armée, one of the
most complete military museums in the world, was established in 1905 and
contains Napoleonic memorabilia, his personal effects, antique armor and
weaponry through modern times, artillery, uniforms, paintings, and anything
imaginable of military history.
Musée des Plans-Reliefs
contains collections dating back to 1668 of three-dimensional models of
fortified towns. The newer Musée de l’Ordre de la Liberation was established to
honor all who fought for France during WWII. General de Gaulle created the
Order of Liberation in 1940.
Les
Invalides was a hospital commissioned by Luis XIV in 1670 for 1,500 invalids
among his veterans of war. Its success
prompted other monarchs to model their military hospitals after Les Invalides. During
WWII German troops set up headquarters in Les Invalides with its huge interior
courtyard.
The church
of Les Invalides is the final resting place of Napoleon Bonaparte and several
of his family members, military officers who served under him, and French
military heroes. Designed as a royal
chapel and completed in 1706, it became a mausoleum for Napoleon’s body when it
was returned from Saint Helena in 1840.
His ashes were incased in a porphyry crypt in 1861.
In the
middle of the church dome, Napoleon’s remains are encased in six coffins, iron,
mahogany, lead (2), ebony, and oak. The exterior
is a huge red quartzite sarcophagus, resting on a green granite base. In the recessed
opulent marble walls encircling Napoleon I massive sarcophagus are the resting
places of his family, his officers, and other French military heroes.
Napoleon’s
elder and younger brothers are buried here, Joseph and Jérôme-Napoléon Bonaparte, and his son, Napoleon II (1811-1832).
The bodies of many generals, marshals, vice-admirals, and admirals are interred
here as well as the hearts of some military men of note. My friend Harriet
would be pleased to know that a Gen. Henri Putz was buried here in 1925.
Not far from Notre Dame, the national French pastime of
drinking wine and dining with friends late at night is visible everywhere. King
Louis XVI believed that persons not drinking wine are fanatics. He blamed the
French Revolution on the fact that its leader, Robespierre, drank only water.
(David Hoffman, Little Known Facts about Paris, 2008)
The
poetic Parisian moniker, the City of Lights (La Ville Lumière), of the Age of Enlightenment,
has perhaps little to do with the electricity from the 276 monuments, thousands
of hotels, 70 churches, fountains, bridges, and canals that illuminate the romantic
city every night, even though Paris was one of the first European cities to be lit
by gas street lights. It refers more to
the light of knowledge borne by philosophers, poets, writers, artists,
sculptors, painters, and musicians when Paris became the cultural center of
Europe and of the world.
Parisians have never been frugal, leaving behind a legacy of
unmatched beauty, with the exception perhaps of Etienne de Silhouette, King Louis
XV’s finance minister, who attempted to balance the nation’s budget by melting
down all items made of gold and silver. Thankfully, reasonable minds prevailed.
He was so cheap that he became the symbol of frugality gone awry and of
“silhouettes,” shadow profile portraits cut from black paper that were cheaper
than real portraits.
So much history, so much art, so much heroism, so much
beautiful architecture, music, and so many firsts in our western civilization
can be found in Paris alone. What will happen to all the art, to church icons,
sculptures, outdoor statues, monuments, obelisks, old Basilicas, stained glass
works of art, archeological ruins, and ornate fountains when Muslims become the
majority in Paris and elsewhere in Europe? Would all evidence of our
civilization be wiped out as idolatry? Would they suffer the fate of the Bamiyan
Buddhas in Afghanistan that were blown up by the Taliban in spite of protests
coming from around the civilized world?
What would happen to the priceless works of art at the
Vatican, the very Vatican that is now embracing with ardor the violent
religionists of peace who put fatwas on snowmen because they are overtly sexual?
Would all symbols of our advanced culture meet the fate of
the Madonna in Perugia, Italy, which was shattered and urinated upon? What
would happen to our western civilization that fundamentally clashes with the
cult of death and destruction?
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