Mona's life in the suburbs of Paris has been a fairly ordinary one.
She goes to school, where her friends are always ready to play
whatever imaginative game comes to them. She spends afternoons in her
father's knick-knack store and most especially, she looks forward to
spending time with her beloved grandfather, Dadé. One afternoon, Mona
suddenly loses her sight and doctor's are unsure of what's happening
to her eyes. With the possibility of future blindness for his
granddaughter, Dadé makes a decision. He is going to make sure that
Mona has seen the treasures of the Museums of Paris before that
happens, so that if nothing else, she can have the memories of art in
her mind to reflect on if the worst happens.
You know what this book reminds me of? Sophie's World by Jostein
Gaarder, which I read back in college but still think about. While
that book goes through the last two thousand years of philosophy, this
book goes through the same process with art. There is a plot, of Mona
and her family and friends and how it impacts her, but always there is
then a visit to an art museum where she learns about one piece of art
and the lesson it can teach us. It is didactic yes, but that works SO
WELL for me! I WANT someone to tell me about art as if I'm a ten year
old, to explain the history of the artist, their zeitgeist and context
and then weave it all together with whatever comes next. . This is
practically an art history text interspersed with a novel and the
interplay sometimes astounded me. I had to read with my phone nearby
so I could look at the art while reading what Dadé was teaching Mona
about. Sometimes Mona seems too intelligent for her age, but then I remember that I have met kids like this, so sensitive and aware. If you enjoy art and art history as well as tender stories
about grandparents and grandchildren, then you this might enjoy this book as much as I did.

























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