Over the weekend, Richard and I headed to L'Orignal to the old jail.
It's no longer a working prison, but a museum. And guess what? They were hosting an art show.
And not just any art show! A show of old masters.
Old masters in a jail? Couldn't be.
But indeed it was. Students in a local art class were asked to copy a fine work of art for the show.
Who needs to go to Europe? The Musee d'Orsay? Nah. The Louvre? Uh uh.
And here's our intrepid reporter, posing with/as the Mona Lisa. Love the reflection.
While out back in the exercise yard, the gallows are still hanging around, perhaps waiting for someone who gives them a bad review. I loved the show, right?