Posts Tagged ‘Paris’
Au revoir Paris–bonjour Normandie
Tuesday, June 13th, 2017Bercy/Bibliothèque Nationale
Monday, June 12th, 2017Off to explore a quartier which has greatly changed since we lived in Paris. The formerly industrial neighborhood is now home to a cultural-educational-flower-filled park edged with spiffy apartment towers, and the 19th century stone wine warehouses now accommodate shops and restaurants. It’s an easy walk across the Seine to the four controversial towering volumes of the Bibliothèque Nationale de France, today packed with students cramming for the Bac.
It’s a Paris Party
Sunday, June 11th, 2017Sunday afternoon in Paris: a time to get together for an eleven-hour lunch with old friends.
À la Recherche de l’Oeuf Perdu (de Paul Arzens)
Friday, June 9th, 2017It is not an actual egg we seek, but the electric car built by Paul Arzens during WWII that he showed us when we were living in Paris in the late 70s.
The Courtyard, and Beyond
Friday, June 9th, 2017Ideal day: begin with this view at breakfast, then wander the streets.
Paris, Pigeon, Poutres apparentes
Thursday, June 8th, 2017The best of all places to begin a Paris sojourn: on a bench in the Jardin du Luxembourg. (But maybe without suitcases.)
Citroën…Then and Now
Wednesday, July 17th, 2013
We’ll always have Paris
Monday, May 7th, 2012My husband, a fellow artist, has recently launched a blog to show a selection of his art—photographs, drawings, paintings, and sculpture—and he is now permitting me to share the news. I encourage you to check out his beautiful and varied work. This is an image from today’s post.
Karla
A Glimpse of Tolerance
Friday, April 13th, 2012
Today is the anniversary of the enactment of the Edict of Nantes, a modest 16th-century attempt at freedom of worship. For a sketch and a mini-history, please see One Small Step for l’Homme.
Advent 2: Day in Autumn
Sunday, December 4th, 2011The second Sunday of Advent falls on the birthday of Rainer Maria Rilke (1875-1926), and in celebration I post this seasonal poem in the original German, along with one of its numerous translations, and a painting. If you have a translation you prefer then please tell me about it.
For another Rilke poem, and a sketch, please see Holding up all this falling.
—Rainer Maria Rilke (1902)
Day in Autumn
Lord: it is time. Great was the Summer’s feast. Now lay upon the sun-dials your shadow And on the meadows have the wind released. Command the last of fruits to round their shapes; Grant two more days of south for vines to carry, To their perfection thrust them on, and harry The final sweetness into the heavy grapes. Who has not built his house will not start now Who now is by himself will long be so, Be wakeful, read, write lengthy letters, go In vague disquiet pacing up and down Denuded lanes, with leaves adrift below.—Trans. Walter Arndt (1989)