#crowds
With a surf school (or three) on seemingly every beach in Europe, we can expect plenty more party waves featuring Seb Smart.
Jimmicane
I will be speaking at the SAVE AMERICA RALLY tomorrow on the Ellipse at 11AM Eastern. Arrive early — doors open at 7AM Eastern. BIG CROWDS! https://t.co/k4blXESc0c
-Some random staffer (possibly Dan Scavino), on behalf of President Donald J. Trump
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Posted at: Tue Jan 5 17:43:07 2021 EST [Link]
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Day 1 of travelling solo and it’s been an odd experience so far.
I dumped my bags, refreshed my (limited!) Spanish and headed out along the back streets of Barcelona. Wondering along and wading up through the river of people streaming towards me; meandering from 1 street to another; bouncing off corners; passing by sidewalks only to backtrack within seconds to detour towards something that caught my eye; getting lost, crossing a familiar path and then trying to get lost again. It was a complete maze of culture, language, people and fascinating architecture.
Of course this trip was about pushing my boundaries, trying new things, doing something I wouldn’t normally do, and I was certainly well on my way, but nosing in and out of various restaurants trying to chose somewhere to eat, I just couldn’t do it. I found myself chickening out, I don’t know what it is but I just can’t seem to face the prospect of sitting in a restaurant alone to eat. Again with the ‘I’m a massive contradiction to myself’ because I can have lunch in a coffee shop without batting an eyelid but that’s to casual a setting to worry about. Unfortunately today that’s the closest I got!
Nevertheless, I found myself sitting outside Catedral de Barcelona, admiring the intricate detail of the building only to end up people watching after a short while. So instead of reveling in the historical culture of the place, I sat there studying the art of the selfie (no, seriously! If you had watched these people you would honestly think they were gunning for Miss World… or Mr World in the case of 1 particularly precise Japanese teen who couldn’t leave his semi-existing fringe alone!).
I’m not the most observant person ever, I’ll be the first to admit it too! But when you actually watch it’s truly amazing how many people pick their nose, scratch where they shouldn’t and are just generally disgusting when they think they can’t be seen because they are in a crowd. The personification of stereotypes bordered something from a Little Britain sketch show after about 15 minutes too and the continuous waves of fresh tourists did nothing to undo my conclusions.
Deciding that the romance of my day had been tainted somewhat at that point I decided to leave and head back to the hotel to track down the names of a few things and plan out a route for tomorrow.
On that note, I should sleep!
In Paris, France, art culture is alive and well. Home to some of the most renowned museums in the world, such as the Musée du Louvre, Musée d’Orsay, and Centre Pompidou, it seems as though the largest celebrities are the collections of art throughout the city. Visitors from all over the world flock each day to the Louvre to view classics like the Mona Lisa,Victory Angel, and Venus de Milo. In 2016 alone, the Musée du Louvre saw approximately 7.3 million people. (Source) Each person, upon entry, is immediately bombarded with reminders of the most popular works in the entire 38,000+ piece museum. Placards usher visitors through the corridors, promising to guide them to La Jaconde, and in turn leading them to the visitor dumping ground, piling them onto the sweaty heap of selfie-stick-wielding tourists, bloodthirsty for a peek at Mona Lisaherself.
Have you ever asked yourself why the Mona Lisa is so famous? It isn’t the epitome of fine art by a long shot. Like a Kardashian, La Jacondeis most likely famous because of scandal. In 1911, the painting was stolen from the museum after hours. The theft made international news as the entire world tuned in to find out what happened to the da Vinci original. After it was found, replaced, and vandalized a few times, it got new digs behind bulletproof glass and a partition, and thus the crowd formed. Suddenly, visitors were turning their backs on the other priceless works in the museum to make a bee-line for the swarm around the drama-magnet painting.
The public continues to drink in what the Louvre PR staff pumps out throughout the museum, collecting in pools around the Victory AngelandVenus de Milo. When they are finally through, they ring out their consumerist drool in the gift shop, emptying their wallets over anything and everything with the Mona Lisa on it. Shelves are coated in the iconic smile and captivating eyes adjacent to staggering Euro signs. Pop art models of Venus de Milo are arranged artfully at the entrance, hypnotizing passersby to drop their cash at the feet of the museum staff without even checking the price tag. Why? Because I’ve seen the real thing, and the countless pictures I took from every possible angle is not enough to commemorate that time I saw the most famous pieces of art ever.
The crowd around the Mona Lisa on a standard Monday afternoon. Note how few people are actually looking at the painting itself instead of through their camera.
Looking back at the sea of Mona Lisa visitors which nearly fills the small gallery room. The other works in the room are commonly neglected by the thousands of people who cycle through every day.
A smaller, but still congested crowd around Venus de Milo. This piece, like La Jaconde, is placed in the middle of the room, perhaps for ease of access.
With the Victory Angel at the top of the stairs, mobs pose a problem for the traffic flow of the museum. Some people will retreat to the balcony opposite the sculpture, creating their own sky box of viewers.
A new 21st century dimension to this phenomenon is the selfie culture. It is no longer enough to simply take a picture of the art. The amount of people with their backs to the piece in order to get in a picture withit seems counterproductive. Tweeting that you saw the Victory Angel is inaccurate, unless you have eyes in the back of your head.
Visitors commonly have to squeeze and elbow through the ravenous crowd outside the Mona Lisa at the Louvre. If you didn’t have claustrophobia before…
A fraction of the amount of visitors to the Louvre every day. Tour groups create waves in traffic throughout the museum, and have a tendency to linger at our favorite 3 pieces.
Gift shop display of Venus de Milo figurines in various colors. It’s almost refreshing to see something that isn’t the Mona Lisa, but these colorful little ladies are like chum for gift shop customers. At the end of the day, you’re going home with Lisa.
One of the many Mona Lisa displays in the Louvre gift shop. There’s a famous controversy about what her smile means. I cracked the code. It says, “BUY ME”.
The consumerism of the Mona Lisa extends outside the museum as a motif in advertisement. This ad is in a Paris metro station, but La Jaconde can even be found on billboards off I-84 in the United States.
Worldwide, in France, the US and beyond, the popularity of art is defined not by its quality, but rather by its value as a product to sell to an ususpecting, unquestioning, consumerist public.