The warm light of the September sunset illuminated gently the Arc de Triomphe creating an almost surreal atmosphere. “Paris is always so charming!” the painter thought to himself walking along the Champs- Élysées with a large portfolio beneath his arm.
He had been contacted by the General Manager of Le Royal Monceau, one of the most beautiful and in vogue hotels in town. This was the very hotel where he had first stayed in Paris those many years back, though he retained a good memory of the place.
The whole hotel was filled with a kind of energy, a weird feeling of being part of a different world.The smiling staff were walking everywhere: from the bar, to the reception intent of making sure that everything was in the right place.
Guests were casually coming and going, some dressed for an evening out. “Finally, you are here!” somebody said interrupting his thoughts. It was Mr. Kaupp, the General Manager, that with a big smile welcomed him. “I’m sorry I was distracted. This place looks so amazingly new. I came here with my family in the late 70’s, and of course it was a bit different!”
“Yes, I know. We renewed completely with the touch of the architect Philippe Starck, and we reopened a couple of years ago. That was a lot of work. But it was definitely worth it!” “I agree,” the painter said putting down his heavy folder. “Well, let’s sit in a peaceful place” and together they walked in the Viñales Lounge.
“We give real importance to art here and I decided with the rest of the team to show some of your artworks in our Art Concierge. The hotel world changed a lot in the past few years. People don’t really look at luxury as they were looking at it before." Mr. Kaupp continued. “They want to feel at home. And so, art is one of those things that can make someone feel good, and comfortable all at the same time."