Saturday, May 26, 2012

On the Restoration of Notre Dame de Chartres

I came across a rather scathing article on the restoration of the Cathedral at Chartres recently, which reads along the lines of ‘go now, before it’s too late’. In actuality, as I discovered when I visited earlier this week, it’s either too late or too early to see the building at its best, but now might be the perfect time to visit if you want to evaluate the restoration work itself.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Daniel Buren's Monumenta, Grand Palais, 2012

Daniel Buren's installation for Monumenta 2012, at the Grand Palais, is a particular dream if you're fond of taking photographs. There are so many colours and so many angles and so many details and so many people wandering around looking at everything.

Monday, May 21, 2012

Rue Mallet Stevens, 16th Arrondissement

Robert Mallet Stevens is one of only a few twentieth century architects to have a street in Paris named after him, and yet some who walk past it to visit the Fondation Le Corbusier don’t know his name. This is a pity, as Mallet-Stevens is one of France’s best interwar architects, and the street bearing his name also contains five of his houses.
All photos author's own.

Friday, May 11, 2012

Highway Art Tourism: Elmgreen and Dragset in Texas and Callum Morton in Melbourne

Today I am daydreaming about the town of Valentine in Texas.

Prada Marfa Valentine

If you're interested in contemporary art, you have probably seen pictures of Elmgreen and Dragset's 'Prada Marfa', a fake Prada store set up on the side of a highway in West Texas. Prada supplied the shoes and bags on display, but the store isn't intended to sparkle as one expects a luxury store might. The doors don't open, welcoming potential shoppers. Instead, Prada Marfa is to be left untouched, deteriorating and gradually becoming part of the desert landscape.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Election Night in France

Seemingly all of Paris walked to Bastille tonight to celebrate Hollande winning. It was amazing!

Sur les Toîts

One thing I find kind of interesting about living in Paris is that it seems that people get younger the higher up they live in their building. I think this is largely because so many buildings (including mine) don't have elevators; people don't want to walk up stairs, but are more willing to when they're young.

As my street is very narrow and the building opposite has very large windows with balconies, I see my neighbours (across the road) almost every time I glance out the window. I'm sometimes reluctant to look out the window lest they think I'm creepily watching them. The girl living on the top floor (who has good taste in music -sounds carry) looks younger than me, the two inhabitants just across from me look about my age, the couple on the floor below seem to be in their thirties and live beside a couple in their forties.