I went to see this:
But came across a painting I found even more perplexing:
One day in Montréal
Brunch:
Place des Arts:
Rue St. Catherine (or how it looked in the sunshine in 1959):
Notre-Dame Basilica:
A copy of the New Yorker costs an import price of eight dollars:
Old port:
Tom Wesselmann’s exhibition at the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts:
Latin Quarter:
Rue St. Denis:
The magnificient Le Café Cherrier:
…and their warm chicken liver salad (thanks BBC):
Le Boris Bike:
And head back via Mont Royal and L’Oratoire Saint-Joseph du Mont-Royal:
To the rather serious-looking university:
Download his books on Kindle:
David Hockney at the Royal Academy
This is less a show of paintings than a show of the very idea of show.
