in sculpting the most famous men of europe, this man had become one himself: jean-antoine houdon. "he is the world's foremost artist," jefferson wrote to george washington. "destined to consecrate to immortality famous men in every walk of life." after negotiations with jefferson, houdon travels to mount vernon to sculpt president washington, establishing for the first time in america the use of public money for art. mr. jefferson would also sit for houdon, and before leaving paris, he would see himself on display at the paris exhibition of 1789 in a building that he much admired... the louvre. a treasure house. jefferson was here for 3 of the great paris exhibitions. the unerring eye, which had discovered houdon, now leads him to another artist, dangly inventive for his time. "i do not," he said, "feel an interest in any pencil but that of david. "the best thing here is his "death of socrates," and a superb one it is. in the same modern vein is a painting by a younger man drouais. "all paris is running to see it," said jefferson. it fixed me like a statue for a quarter of an hour