Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Sur le pont d'Avignon


"These colors give me extraordinary exaltation. I have no thought of fatigue; I shall do another picture this very night, and I shall bring it off. I have a terrible lucidity at moments when nature is so beautiful; I am not conscious of myself any more, and the pictures come to me as in a dream."

 
 
 
 
 


Starry Night Over the Rhone – Vincent Van Gogh

 We stood on the platform as a train zipped past in a blur of silver. The sky was a forget-me-not blue and the sun bounced off the beautiful vaults of the Gare d’Avignon station. We were waiting for our train that would take us to the coast of Nice but leaving Avignon was like leaving behind a surrealistic canvas and packing a heartache in the suitcase.

Within the walls of the old town lay paths of cobblestone, medieval windows through which wafted the aroma of French Onion Soup and sea bass and fennel and aubergine. We pushed Sophie’s stroller past the gothic walls of the Palais des Papas and into the gardens where a cooling breeze, a quacking of ducks and the sweet-sour taste of oranges stayed with us as we stared transfixed, down at the Rhone - deceptively lazy - and the broken bridge of Avignon.

We listened to the tales of mistral winds, standing on the Pont d’Avignon. The winds whipped Pia’s hair into a crazy mane - framing her sweet, spectacled face as she held the audio-guide close to her ears, her usual diligence concentrating on every word of myth and history. And I kind of knew that this is my only visit to this magical place, so I bought a yellow-blue tablecloth from a shop under the arches of the town, to remind me of Avignon. I could neither paint like a maestro nor write, but the feelings resonated.

13 comments:

  1. awww, beautiful imagery. i want to buy a tablecloth too.

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  2. I love it TOP :) & love the painting as well. Am so glad you had a magical time!

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  3. Thanks. How to create a Link? B

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    1. I have posted link on FB. You can share it. Thanks.

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  4. Romantic and hints of magical realism ! LOVE the idea of 'packing a heartache in the suitcase'......and Pia's description is so vivid !

    You have a gift - hope you continue to write :-)

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    1. Thanks Indrani, means a lot to hear your opinion.

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  5. beautiful writing. crisp and controlled yet full of images waiting, waiting to be comprehended. can i reblog this on my blog? please. :)

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    1. Banshee barbarian, thanks for the comments. Yes you may reblog

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  6. How lovely....you make the essence of windy Avignon swim before my eyes!

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  7. Beautifully written as usual. I got transported to Avignon. waiting for your next blog.

    Love
    Amrita

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