Of all this summer's art exhibitions, none are more curious than the large retrospective at the Louvre of the 19th century painter Gustave Moreau. For the past 63 years, his paintings have hung in snug obscurity inside the dusty old house where Moreau once lived on Paris' Rue de La Rochefoucauld. He himself willed his paintings to the state, and now the house is a museum, though days go by without a single visitor. Until the current show, Moreau was remembered primarily as a teacher; his own work seemed as exotically decadent as illustrations...
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