I went over to the Pompidou after lunch with some trepidation and completely unprepared (I had intended to go to my great barber on the rue des Blancs-Manteaux but he was on conges.) So I entered the C.P. aka Beaubourg to see what I could see.
The Munch is mammoth and I assumed (wrongly) would be crammed with sick/suicidal/screamy stuff so I looked forward to the first room when was just learning; then the second, and third and by golly, right up the 12th and last room it was splendid. I was most happy.
Then I retreated to the ground floor for their usual "throwaway" exhibits but was wrong again: #1, Cyprien Gaillard winner of the Marcel Duchamp Prize in 2010 - gee whiz - the sculpture(s) in the room otherwise surrounded by photos was awesome and finally to 150 works of Yayoi Kusama whose soft sculpture I disliked but whose paintings that echo those of Vasarely were pretty nifty.