In retrospect, everything about this building says “doomed”. Completed in 1914, it was destined for the son who was killed while serving in the French airforce in 1917. The collection bears his name. His sister remained in the house with her family, believing that their high position was their security. They perished in Auschwitz.
There is a wonderful postcard of Abraham-Saloman de Camondo and his grandson in Constantinpole: the older man every inch the oriental banker, the younger equally the European gentleman.
Goodness knows why Moïse de Camondo at the fin de siècle became a collector of objects from the time of absolutist Catholic monarchs, but it has taught me to distinguish between two Louis. Louis XV: rococo, bombé, asymmetrical; Louis XVI: more neo-classical, symmetrical, straight legs.
I think I would have preferred the servants’ quarters: