I think most people would recognise this picture of the bar at the Moulin Rouge in Paris, and I have always liked it having been to that exciting and famously risqué establishment a couple of times, many years ago.
Seeing the picture for real this week, I stared into the barmaid's eyes and wondered why in the middle of such background commotion and hullabaloo she had been painted with such a despairing expression.
It is of course supposed to be her reflection in the rear of the picture and she is serving the gentleman with the top hat and moustache who looks to be a bit furtive and unsure of himself. Perhaps he is asking for something non-alcoholic, itself a risqué venture at such a place and at such a time!
Seeing the picture for real this week, I stared into the barmaid's eyes and wondered why in the middle of such background commotion and hullabaloo she had been painted with such a despairing expression.
It is of course supposed to be her reflection in the rear of the picture and she is serving the gentleman with the top hat and moustache who looks to be a bit furtive and unsure of himself. Perhaps he is asking for something non-alcoholic, itself a risqué venture at such a place and at such a time!
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