I remember casting a cursory glance over it years ago, but I became really interested in his life story and the intensity of his relationship with Hebuterne lately, so it was a personal mission to go and pay homage to him properly this time.

It seems everyone's buried in Pere Lachaise but I was a bit pressed for time (it was bitterly cold that day) so had to leave out Chopin, Moliere et al.

I was SUCH a nerd in New Orleans. Anything vaguely VC-ish got snapped. And yes, even though I am a rational being and they're not real, I still kept an eye out for any du Lacs in St. Louis. *embarrassed*

I promise to take some lovely English pics this weekend, if the sun puts in an appearance!