Everywhere on the Côte D’Azur lays claim to a little bit of Pablo Picasso.
On a short dérive, a walking without purpose around Antibes, I come across the Musée Picasso.
The museum is closed as it’s a Monday. There is no big sign to say so and I watch several couples and a family trek up the ramp to the entrance and then back down again.
Pablo appears on huge wall hangings in Mougins, Cannes, Antibes, Monaco. Most often in just his vest and boxer shorts. So much so, that I’m shocked to see him in Cannes, in a suit and tie, getting out of a car at the film festival.
grilled sardines
a one-man-band
dressed as a giraffe
Paul Conneally
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