Petit Palais

Yeah, I lo- [laughs]

Did you ever see the, there was an exhibit of Saint Laurent at the Petit Palais in Paris.

Must have been-

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And, as I said the other day, there were so many denunciations of people that were, notes that said, I'm sure that my neighbor, he's a Jew, and the costs of this were rather serious.

So, what do we know about the reactions of non-Jewish French men and women to what was going on? Well, late in 1940, 900,000 people visited an exposition that Vichy had put up in the Petit Palais in Paris, about the alleged links of freemasons, that is, freethinkers, to Jews and to the British.

So, if you went into a, this was just the equivalent, well it wasn't the artistic equivalent, but it was rather like the, if you went to that you were going with the same sort of spirit as if you went to one of the art shows that Hitler put on about decadent art, decadent or Jewish art, and this sort of stuff.

Another 114,000 people saw the exposition and went on a tour of the provinces.

The moment prolonged itself, and they sat numb.

How long had it lasted? How long ago was it that he had thought, It's going to be easier than I imagined? Suddenly she felt Strefford's queer smile upon her, and saw in his eyes a look not of reproach or disappointment but of deep and anxious comprehension instead of being angry or hurt he had seen he had understood he was sorry for her impulsively she slipped her hand into his and they sat silent for another moment then he stood up and took her cloak from the divan shall we go now I've got cards for the private view of the Reynolds exhibition at the Petit Palais.

There are some portraits from Altrincham.

It might amuse you." In the taxi she had time, through their light rattle of talk, to readjust herself and drop back into her usual feeling of friendly ease with him.

Pleasanter still was the feeling that some one really needed her, that the happiness of the man at her side depended on her yes or no.

She abandoned herself to the feeling, forgetting the abysmal interval of his caress, or at least saying to herself that in time she would forget it, that really there was nothing to make a fuss about in being kissed by any one she liked as much as Streff.

she had guessed at once why he was taking her to see the reynolds's fashionable and artistic paris had recently discovered english eighteenth-century art the principal collections of england had yielded up their best examples of the great portrait painters work and the private view at the petit palais was to be the social event of the afternoon Everybody—Strefford's everybody and Susie's—was sure to be there, and these, as she knew, were the occasions that revived Strefford's intermittent interest in art.

He really liked picture-shows as much as the races, if one could be sure of seeing as many people there.

was

yeah it was really mind-blowing that one was super cool and then the second one i have to think about is the one in paris when i walked for a very amazing um great designer in um in the stadium, Petit Palais.

His name is Giacomas.

And it was super cool because I was then in Milan and I had to, I had to actually wait until the next day to fly to Paris for Paris Fashion Week.