Why is it that, as soon as you enter the Gustave Moreau Museum, one of the most magical small museums in Paris (25,000 works just for the studio collection), you have the feeling of being immersed in the dreamlike, and a bit kitsch, world of heroic fantasy? Answer: the famous "filigrees" that largely contribute to the style of this master as discreet as he is flamboyant, friend of Degas, Baudelairean painter of mythological visions, leader of symbolism, admired by Huysmans or Proust, teacher who left his pupils Rouault, Matisse, Marquet, Manguin, Camoin or Desvallières free so that they in turn could have the "imagination of colour"...
These filigrees, a profusion of falsely esoteric ornamental details - in truth just worn on the canvas to bring an extra marvel - which make sumptuous the fabrics, the jewels, which similarly cover the columns, the statues, entire architectures, are the fruit of copies. More often than not, in fact, they have to...
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