Clare Gaylard Glass 

A last moment, budget, barely-planned weekend in Paris and we found (on arriving) we were staying on the same street as the thing I wanted most to see. I particularly love Moreau's sketches and unfinished paintings and came here last as a student, his life-long home, a vast, tranquil town-house lined with paintings, sketches and objects-vertu. His clearly wasn't a rags-to-riches story.....

The French Symbolist era, plenty of doomed charm and fabulous story-telling. Moreau had a tendency to over-work and over-refine, so I find his best peices are held or left at a state of semi-abstract suggestion. There are a lot rather limp Pre-Raphaelite drawings on the ground floor, the fun starts when you get up to the stunning family rooms then the vast, atalier rooms upstairs.