In Paris there is a wondeful cafe and restaurant at a Mosque. During the day birds fly freely throughout this tea room and just outdoors a tree filled inner courtyard has seats where patrons sip tea and smoke.
A reproduction of this painting hung on the living room wall when I was 10 years of age. I stared at it eternally marvelling at its form color and emotion. To see the original at the Louvre ia always a secret pleasure.