We arrived at the gate of their Villa and drove up to the house, where there was a small area for parking cars. We parked and then went into this little house---not the main house but a kind of annex-house right across from the main building----into a very comfortable living-room-study-like area where they often entertained, and there they were.

It was probably my most favorite piece of jewelry, ever, and I wore it for years and years and years until just recently, because now, it no longer fits over my knuckles (thank you 'Golden Years'....), plus, I don't go anywhere anymore.....Because Picasso was so interested in it, I took it off so he could study it more carefully. Watching him look at this ring with such great interest was quite amazing in and of itself.
He was also fascinated by my camera and the 'camera light bulb cubes' that we had at that time....I handed one of those cubes to him so he could study it---which he did, and very very carefully, too....It was as if he was possibly going to paint it. He was as interested in that little 'light cube' cube, as he had been in my ring and my earring....His whole attitude in life was wonderfully child-like and enthusiastic! I was very taken with him---I mean, who wouldn't be and how could you not be. And Jacqueline was fantastic, too!
I love the way he just stood there---feet planted firmly---just "being" himself.....
And here below, a third picture, a little closer, in this same position......
Olga then took this one picture of me with Picasso....it is not a great great picture, but I'm happy to have anything at all with him!
And below---moving in a little closer.......
My camera was a half-frame Olympus, which was a really wonderfully compact little camera, at the time and for that time......
It was a great little camera to travel with because of it's light weight---not that common back in 1969....But the Half-framed slides were more difficult to work with when attempting to make prints. All the pictures I took there in the South of France were taken with this terrific little camera.
I had brought the Madoura Gallerie Poster with me that Mme Remie had given me and which she had signed. (You can see she signed it over on the far right, under the picture of the ceramic.....) Well, while we were there, Picasso signed it for me, as well, and he even drew a cute little face on it......That shadow on the picture of his signature and little drawing below, is me taking this picture.....lol.
I mean, this was FANTASTIC to me! To have an "original" Picasso drawing of any size was such a sweet sweet gift....It was all quite heady, as you can imagine......It was so very hot that afternoon that Picasso took off his very colorful shirt and was then just in his undershirt....And I got to take some more pictures of everyone......
I love this picture. Picasso is still inside looking out through the window, and Daddy and Jacqueline are standing outside....It was great to capture the three of them in this way.....Then, below, Daddy is dancing with Jacqueline.....D.J. loved to dance.....
And then below....another shot of the two of them......
That is Jacqueline's friend in the background....I don't remember her name, but she was a delightful person....And she spoke a little English, so we were able to converse a bit.
And that was the one thing that was not too great. Unfortunately my French was not very good, and Picasso spoke no English at all.....And Daddy spoke not a word of French. Olga's French was the best of all three of us, Thank God. But the communication was on some other level that was really kind of unexplainable and rather magical. To see Daddy Joe and Picasso together......well, from the pictures I took, one would never know that they did not speak the same language.
And another picture with Olga, below......
I love this next picture of Picasso.....there is this wonderful 'Cheshire cat' look on his face....he certainly was a man who enjoyed life to the fullest.....
And below...a slightly closer look at the same picture....
This next picture is interesting because Picasso is in the forefront with Jacqueline talking to Olga in the background......
We were getting ready to leave....and I wanted to get a picture looking out that window that Picasso had been standing in......
Actually, I think it was one of the first pictures I took before we went outside to take all the others....I'm afraid it was reversed in the scanning....the shutter was really on the other side....This was such a charming house and the grounds were wonderfully charming, too.....
And above....the group. Daddy Joe, Jacqueline, Olga, Jacqueline's friend, and Pablo......It was quite a fantastic afternoon in every way.....We then got into the car and I took one last shot looking out the window of the car from the backseat......
That is Daddy's arm leaning on the open car window....Jacqueline is standing in front of that gate and Picasso is waving 'Goodbye' from behind the gate, just barely visible......There is something quite wonderful about this picture.More To Come.........
Note: Sorry I haven't been around.....I'm just trying to take care of me as best I can.....I will try to get around over this weekend, if I am able.......
What a wonderful memory! To meet the world famous artist himself at his lovely home, and you still have the poster he signed for you, what a treasure. Your father and Olga must have been thrilled to meet Picasso and his wife too.... was that the first time that they had met? I am so glad you have recorded your memories of that trip to France all those years ago.... I have so enjoyed reading all about it.
meanwhile.... take care of yourself, Naomi. I'm sending you positive vibes....
What a story and great pictures to help tell it. I loved every detail and studied the pictures that brought the story to life. I love how fascinated he was with everything and I was intrigued by his shoes. I think my brother Danny had a pair like that when he was a little boy, brown with a white center, and they had a special meaning to me.
I'm also amazed at how good your pictures came out back in the day and how many you took. What a gracious man he was. I do remember those cubes.
Sorry you haven't been around lately. Hope you're feeling alright. Okay, so this is the first post where I am actually jealous! Picasso for Pete's sake! How awesome! You should print out this post and put it in the back of the frame of that poster, so years from now people will know the story behind the poster and the original Picasso drawn on it. How truly amazing.
A very, very, very special memory indeed!!!
I love your daddy's shorts and knee socks.
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Thanks for sharing this with us. It is truly a rare experience and one to be cherished.
How fascinating to have interacted so personally with Picasso!!! He thought you were quite something, didn't he? You caught his eye, I am sure! I like that he was so interested in small things such as your earrings and ring, and he saw their value and delighted in them.
That signed print is a treasure for sure! What makes it so remarkable is that he signed it right there just for YOU!!!!
Your daddy really did rub shoulders with some exquisite artists.
I've not been on the computer much lately since my dad is here. It is funny how you are writing about your dad and I am writing about mine too. I haven't gone to France like you did... YET... but I hope to some day. My mom is home from her trip. She was overwhelmed by the beauty and opulence of Monaco. She said it was incredible.
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You really have had the most amazing experiences, Naomi - what a treat to meet Picasso and his wife !
Why not send your ring out to be risized so it will still fit ?
Sorry that you are still not feeling well - my empathy, dearest...
Wow. Just when I think you've already told me the coolest thing ever, you come up with something else. And no matter how much you may have loved that great lttle camera, today I love it just as much! Thanks for sharing this awesome experience.
Picasso.
Wow.
What wonderful photographs and what a memory to have met a great master. As for not getting around, take care of yourself and do what helps you. Nothing else you could do would matter as much *hugs* Grief must take its time.
Have to agree with Vancouver Voyeur. The story behind the signature is so special and needs recorded.
What a day you had. I was interested in how he noticed every detail.
Also it had to be flattering to have captured his attention so well. Pretty sure he was flirting with you which would have been a wonderful memory by itself.
Thank you again for letting us come along.
What a wonderful post and wonderful memories. I loved the way you told this story. I was just visiting Loving Annie and thought I would click on your blog. So glad I did.
"You have collected a special memory..."
Very special, indeed. :)
Naomi, wow, what a wonderful experience. I am so enjoying the pictures and reading the story of your trip. You are so beautiful! Looks like Picasso had an eye for dark-haired beauties. Your daddy and Picasso look like they could be brothers.
I sure hope the sunshine comes back into your life soon. I know it takes time for your heart to heal after such a loss.
You've hung out with some amazing people!
This was such a delightful treat to read your story and see these most fabulous pictures! Thank you so much for sharing such a unique and beautiful experience.
Very, very cool. Thanks for the memory and photos. Oh and "Tres Belle?" "Oui!"
Cheers.
The way you described meeting Picasso is like something from a fairytale, a naughty one, maybe. ;)
What is it with Spanish men and the women they meet? I don't think it would've made much of a difference if you were married; he found you and your jewels fascinating and that was all there was to it.
What a thrill it must've been to spend time with such a wonderfully talented artist...and to have him look into your eyes. Wow...it doesn't matter that he could be my grandfather in those pics. He's Picasso and he's hot!! :)
Thanks for sharing these wonderful photos as well. I love the one of your father w/ Picasso. They look like brothers.
I'm speechless. Everyone says it, but again--thank you for sharing. What a life you've led.
What a fantastic day you had!! and how special to meet Picasso! I think had he been younger, he would have made a pass at you, Naomi. Perhaps he did anyway? LOL
I'm enjoying reading your France posts and seeing the pictures. Nice of you to share your memories. Can only imagine the thrill you experienced meeting all of your father's interesting friends. I'm sure as the years have passed your reflections take on varying perspectives. How delightful for you to have met Picasso on such an informal intimate level. Enjoyed your impressions of him and your accounts of the trip.
I wish you comfort as you cope with your feelings for your friend and hope you can enjoy loving memories. Enclosed in warm hugs are healing thoughts I send to you.
Naomi,
you are unbeatable.
While other people rarly visit a Museum with Pablo Picasso's orginal's, you met him. And did even sing for him. That's you in a Nut Shell.
You are incredible when come to, as blogger, to write facinating stories
about people you have met.
(Why did I not bring a Camera along those days? Too late to think about now)
btw. Everything OK?
hugs from
Tor
Norway
Oh, wow. What a fantastic meeting!
Take care of yourself, sweet woman.
To say this is fascinating is putting it mildly. What an occasion meeting Picasso! And to have special photos with him! I can see why you love the one with him inside and your dad out so much, that is a superb photo in every way!
Lots of love to you Naomi. Hang in there sweetheart.
Thanks for continuing the story, Naomi. I always look forward to hte next installment.
xox
How very wonderful to meet this famous artist in person and go to his home to visit!! I love that picture of him standing in the window. I love the way the vines are growing up the sides of the house like that!
I agree with what Vancouver Voyeur said about that autograph of his! Most definitely would be interesting for future generations to know the whole story.
Thinking of you and dear Sweetie. You take care of yourself. Hugs!!
Please continue to take good care of yourself. What would the Blogosphere be without Naomi?
I learn more from a brief visit to your blog than I learned in all my years of college. You hold so much magic and culture in your head! I thank you from the bottom of my heart for sharing with the rest of us.
What a treat for a Monday morning. Bless you Naomi for doing this for us when I know how you are struggling. I knew you had met Picasso but had no idea you had such treasures. No wonder he looks happy - surrounded by four beautiful women and I can imagine his delight at seeing you instead of a child. I think you have captured his childlike- ness (if there is such a word) perfectly - I think that is why his work is so amazing in all its different forms. You know the book I told you about 'Goodbye Picasso' that last photograph would be the perfect illustration for it IMO.
A quite wonderful post.
That is an awsome story Niaomi. Beautiful post thanks for sharing.
Wow! What a great post, Naomi! Just amazing to meet the Great Picasso! Wonderful photos, great narrative! You look very, very beautiful with Picasso. I agree with your friend, Loving Annie, you really have had the most amazing experiences!
Thanks so much for sharing your memories and pictures.
I hope you will be fine soon! A big hug to you.
PS: Here a news: I just return to my blog Leaves of Grass.
I love people who look you directly in the eye, especially men
when you're Picasso I guess all you need to do is just stand there LOL
this is another fantastic episode, thanks!!
hope you're feeling better
Thanks my dear Naomi for your nice and kind words on Leaves of Grass. I am glad you like my return and also enjoy my photos and mention my photo with the kids. Seeing my old photos I see that I was so slim...LOL!
I am looking forward to see another Picasso's post!
Have a nice day!
Came over via Scarlet,
What an awesome post! Thanks so much for sharing such an intimate time and a great life experience with us! I really really appreciated it!
John
Such an awesome post Naomi, I could seriously cry! Wow. Now I knw over your lifetime you have met some wonderful people, many famous and many not, but I think for the fact you met Picasso, has seriously blown me away.
Simply awesome. There is no other word for it!
Keep well Naomi, as I go on to read France - 1969 part 11...
I was WOW-ing over your Part 11. This is even more amazing and I just can't imagine how you must have felt meeting Picasso. I would have been so star struck! But it does seem as though he was warm, welcoming and fun, which I *think* would have allowed me to open up and do as you did, take and pose for photos. What a great time you were able to capture! This series has been so amazing to read, and I truly thank you for sharing.
Okay....I admit it....I'm blown away by this one! WOW! Not only to have "rubbed elbows" with Picasso, but to actually spend time with him. My God, what an incredible experience to have!
Oh, yeah...he loved the ladies and there's NO doubt, after seeing your photos, that he was MUCH more interested in YOU than that ring and ear ring.....lol But why not? Gosh, you looked like one of the Parisian models and I bet he'd have given anything to have you pose for him!
Terrific post, Naomi! I sure did enjoy it! I had visited his Picasso's museum in Paris a couple of times....but to think, YOU actually spent TIME with him. Amazing!
My name is Adam. Just a random reader from Tel Aviv. You look like someone who could help me with something I think about a fair bit.
I love Picasso. I often wonder about the way people talk about his attitude to women. Do you think he loved women in a kind way. A way we would think of as good all these many years later? Would you have known and been able to tell back in te day?
Oh, Naomi -- how incredible to have this experience! Do you know how many people would give anything to meet Picasso in such a way? How very fortunate! And it looks like the loveliest day in every way with wonderful camaraderie and great joy. The photos here are fantastic.
I would suggest you have someone take that Cleopatra ring to a jeweler and ask them to turn it into a pin or a pendant. Or you could frame it in a wee shadow box. It really is a treasure, especially with all the extra memories attached!
Mwah! Kiss kiss! I love these old posts and your stories. Keep going!


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