Nissim (left) and his father, Moïse at the house in 1916.
Fast forward to the mid 1800s, when Moïse or “Moses” Camondo is at his
peak as one of the greatest bankers and philanthropists of the era. He
comes to Paris’ swanky 8th arrondissement to set up house where many
other affluent Jewish families live. By the end of the Second Empire,
the house at 63 rue Monceau became the hub for many members of the
family, notably Moïse’s beloved children Nissim and Béatrice.
(And yes, I even made sure to check out their luxury bathrooms!)
The Camondo family’s taste in art and antiques was so fine tuned, that
they actually ended up donating many of their works to the Louvre in
their lifetime. The house became the crown jewel of the rue Monceau, and the perfect setting for the Camondos to entertain some of the world’s most important business men and intellectuals.
The “Blue Room” takes up an entire corner of the estate, and overlooks the park and Camondo’s backyard…
As a prominent Jewish family, the dining room became the heart of the
household. It was where the Camondos broke bread with their closest
friends and family, and where they gathered for Shabat every Friday…
There was even a silver dinner service that had originally been commissioned by Catherine II of Russia. The table remains set to this day, with not a knife or fork out of place.
Moïse also collected porcelain dishes, and built an entire room dedicated to his collection:
A visit to the abode also gives you a peak into the Downtown Abbey-esque
upstairs-downstairs workings of the place. Bathrooms, servants
amenities, and kitchens were incredibly high-tech.
The house was immense, but in the vertical sense, and an elevator was
installed to shuffle food from the ground floor’s kitchen to the
upstair’s dining room.
The estate continued to flourish, with the good times ever rolling and
the antiques ever-changing. But then the war came. And as you wander
from floor to floor, you’ll notice an abundance of photos of the dashing
Nassim dotted on the walls, which brings us to the family’s
heartbreaking turn of events…
Prior to the outbreak of WWI, Nissim was expected to take over to fill
his father’s business shoes as his only son. But at the on-set of the
war, he decided to serve in the army to defend France. He became a
decorated pilot, fighting at both Verdun and in the battle of the Somme.
Finally, in 1917, he was shot down mid-air, and his death shook the
family to its core. The once lively Camondo household became quiet, and
his father retreated from Paris’ social scene.
Nissim with the family dog
Upon his own death in 1935, Moïse bequeathed the estate to the
city of Paris to serve as a museum in his son’s honour, but under one
condition: that the objects from their old life together remain
precisely where he had left them. Béatrice became the last
bearer of the prestigious Camondo name, but married and converted to
Catholicism during the German occupation to protect herself. Despite her
efforts, she and her family were abducted during the SS roundups, and
died in Auschwitz in 1945.
Béatrice and Nissim
"Over the years, the priceless splendour of the collection has
increased,” explains a museum representative, “This place is pervaded
by Nissim’s memory. By creating the “Nissim de Camondo museum” and
devoting his mansion and collection to the memory of his son, Moïse
found a way of resisting oblivion."
That’s why, in a city where breathtaking museums are a dime a dozen, Musée Nissim de Camondo, stands out from the pack. Walking its halls reminds you that this was once a home, and one steeped in stories of love, beauty, war, and tragedy. Stories, in other words, that are worth retelling.
Learn more about visiting the museum on its website. There’s also a an Art Deco style restaurant in honor of the clan called Le Camondo where you can raise a glass to the Camondo legacy.
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(¸.•´♥ Tristan ♥
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6 comments:
Lovely home and now museum. Such a tragic heartbreaking story.
Let us hope there are no more Hitlers, especially in today's world.
Oh my, what a heartbreaking story behind this gorgeous mansion, now a museum. I didn't imagine it was about Jews and the demon Hitler, anything from that cannot be anything else but sad, suffering and tears.
Thank you for sharing it with us.
Thank you for your kind and generous visit, you did made my day !
Fabby
Indeed, a heartbreaking story. I am amazed the Nazis didn't loot it and keep some of this beautiful decorative art for themselves. Or did they, and it was restored? Simply tragic that the last of the family should die that way. This is one I'll put on my "Paris Next Time" list.
Tristan, Such a tragic end to such a beautiful beginning. I was joyfully looking t the photos and thinking how wonderful that this man not only was given a chance in another place, but generously gave back so much in his name. How terribly heartbreaking that both his children should be taken from him in such horrific ways. I agree with JP ,please let this world never see another Hitler.
Thank you for again sharing such a brilliant post,sharing glimpses of a past to not be forgotten!
Jackie xx
Such a tragic end for a very special family. I hope the legacy of the home will live forever.
Happy Pink Saturday, Tristan. Thank you for sharing, and for always making Pink Saturdays special. Everyone loved this post, and it is being featured on my Pink Saturday post this week as "the one with the most clicks".
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