Showing posts with label ar06. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ar06. Show all posts
Monday, May 21, 2018
Allegory of Temperance
Allegory of Temperance by Charles-Alphonse Guméry
Fontaine Saint-Michel by Gabriel Davioud, 1860
Place Saint-Michel
Quartier de la Monnaie, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2014
Tuesday, May 15, 2018
Allegory of Justice
Allegory of Justice by Louis-Valentin Robert
Fontaine Saint-Michel by Gabriel Davioud, 1860
Place Saint-Michel
Quartier de la Monnaie, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2014
Wednesday, May 9, 2018
Allegory of Power
Allegory of Power by Claude-Jean Guillaume
Fontaine Saint-Michel by Gabriel Davioud, 1860
Place Saint-Michel
Quartier de la Monnaie, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2014
Thursday, May 3, 2018
Allegory of Prudence
Allegory of Prudence by Jean-Auguste Barre
Fontaine Saint-Michel by Gabriel Davioud, 1860
Place Saint-Michel
Quartier de la Monnaie, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2014
Saturday, September 3, 2016
Le Calife
“Le Calife” cruising restaurant
Port des Saints-Pères, quai Malaquais
Quartier de la Monnaie, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2010
Sunday, April 24, 2016
Monument to Francis Garnier
Monument to Francis Garnier by Denys Puech, 1898
Place Camille-Jullian
Quartier Notre-Dame-des-Champs, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2009
“On 21 December 1873 Liu Yongfu and around 600 Black Flags, marching beneath an enormous black banner, approached the west gate of Hanoi. A large Vietnamese army followed in their wake. Garnier began shelling the Black Flags with a field piece mounted above the gate, and when they began to fall back he led a party of 18 French marine infantrymen out of the city to chase them away. The attack failed. Garnier, leading three men uphill in a bayonet attack on a party of Black Flags, was stabbed and hacked to death by several Black Flag soldiers after stumbling in a watercourse.” (Francis Garnier, Wikipedia)
Monday, April 4, 2016
Centre Michelet
Institut d'art et d'archéologie (Centre Michelet), by Paul Bigot, 1928
Rue Michelet / avenue de l'Observatoire / rue des Chartreux
Quartier Notre-Dame-des-Champs, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2011
Thursday, January 21, 2016
Quai de Conti
Bas-reliefs on the façade of a building
Quai de Conti
Quartier de la Monnaie, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2014
Monday, August 31, 2015
Monday, August 3, 2015
La République
“La République” (The Republic) by Jean-François Soitoux, 1850
Quai Malaquais
Quartier de la Monnaie, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2014
Monday, June 8, 2015
Not Anymore
“Love-locks” on the Pont des Arts
6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2014
“The French capital has had a definitive falling out with the estimated 1m “love-locks” that it says are threatening some of the city’s most historic monuments. On Monday, workers armed with bolt cutters closed off the celebrated Pont des Arts over the Seine, where a railing collapsed last year under the weight of so many locks, and began breaking hearts around the world. Parisian officials have had a turbulent relationship with the trend since it hit Paris in 2008. When the first dewy-eyed couples began declaring their undying love by writing their initials or names on a padlock, attaching it to a monument and throwing the keys into the River Seine, it seemed relatively harmless. Since then, however, the locks have grown like metal barnacles over bridge railings, palisades, and parapets. Some have even been spotted on the Eiffel Tower.” (Pont des Arts love locks removed after Parisians lose affection for eyesore, The Guardian)
See also: Cadenas d'amour - Love Padlocks - Ksusha and Kolia - Pont de l'Archevêché - Ponte Milvio
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Saint Michel terrassant le démon
“Saint Michel terrassant le démon” (Saint Michael Vanquishing Satan)
By Francisque Joseph Duret, 1860
Fontaine Saint-Michel by Gabriel Davioud, 1860
Place Saint-Michel
Quartier de la Monnaie, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2002
See also: Cirque d'hiver - La Justice Consulaire
Friday, October 3, 2014
Le Bateau ivre
Le Bateau ivre (The Drunken Boat) by Arthur Rimbaud, 1871
As a wall poem in rue Férou
Quartier de l'Odéon, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2014
Le Bateau ivre
Comme je descendais des Fleuves impassibles,
Je ne me sentis plus guidé par les haleurs:
Des Peaux-Rouges criards les avaient pris pour cibles
Les ayant cloués nus aux poteaux de couleurs.
J'étais insoucieux de tous les équipages,
Porteur de blés flamands ou de cotons anglais.
Quand avec mes haleurs ont fini ces tapages
Les Fleuves m'ont laissé descendre où je voulais.
Dans les clapotements furieux des marées
Moi l'autre hiver plus sourd que les cerveaux d'enfants,
Je courus! Et les Péninsules démarrées
N'ont pas subi tohu-bohus plus triomphants.
La tempête a béni mes éveils maritimes.
Plus léger qu'un bouchon j'ai dansé sur les flots
Qu'on appelle rouleurs éternels de victimes,
Dix nuits, sans regretter l'oeil niais des falots!
Plus douce qu'aux enfants la chair des pommes sures,
L'eau verte pénétra ma coque de sapin
Et des taches de vins bleus et des vomissures
Me lava, dispersant gouvernail et grappin
The whole poem in French
The Drunken Boat
As I was floating down unconcerned Rivers
I no longer felt myself steered by the haulers:
Gaudy Redskins had taken them for targets
Nailing them naked to coloured stakes.
I cared nothing for all my crews,
Carrying Flemish wheat or English cottons.
When, along with my haulers those uproars were done with
The Rivers let me sail downstream where I pleased.
Into the ferocious tide-rips
Last winter, more absorbed than the minds of children,
I ran! And the unmoored Peninsulas
Never endured more triumphant clamourings
The storm made bliss of my sea-borne awakenings.
Lighter than a cork, I danced on the waves
Which men call eternal rollers of victims,
For ten nights, without once missing the foolish eye of the harbor lights!
Sweeter than the flesh of sour apples to children,
The green water penetrated my pinewood hull
And washed me clean of the bluish wine-stains and the splashes of vomit,
Carrying away both rudder and anchor.
The whole poem in English
(translated by Oliver Bernard)
As a wall poem in rue Férou
Quartier de l'Odéon, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2014
Le Bateau ivre
Comme je descendais des Fleuves impassibles,
Je ne me sentis plus guidé par les haleurs:
Des Peaux-Rouges criards les avaient pris pour cibles
Les ayant cloués nus aux poteaux de couleurs.
J'étais insoucieux de tous les équipages,
Porteur de blés flamands ou de cotons anglais.
Quand avec mes haleurs ont fini ces tapages
Les Fleuves m'ont laissé descendre où je voulais.
Dans les clapotements furieux des marées
Moi l'autre hiver plus sourd que les cerveaux d'enfants,
Je courus! Et les Péninsules démarrées
N'ont pas subi tohu-bohus plus triomphants.
La tempête a béni mes éveils maritimes.
Plus léger qu'un bouchon j'ai dansé sur les flots
Qu'on appelle rouleurs éternels de victimes,
Dix nuits, sans regretter l'oeil niais des falots!
Plus douce qu'aux enfants la chair des pommes sures,
L'eau verte pénétra ma coque de sapin
Et des taches de vins bleus et des vomissures
Me lava, dispersant gouvernail et grappin
The whole poem in French
The Drunken Boat
As I was floating down unconcerned Rivers
I no longer felt myself steered by the haulers:
Gaudy Redskins had taken them for targets
Nailing them naked to coloured stakes.
I cared nothing for all my crews,
Carrying Flemish wheat or English cottons.
When, along with my haulers those uproars were done with
The Rivers let me sail downstream where I pleased.
Into the ferocious tide-rips
Last winter, more absorbed than the minds of children,
I ran! And the unmoored Peninsulas
Never endured more triumphant clamourings
The storm made bliss of my sea-borne awakenings.
Lighter than a cork, I danced on the waves
Which men call eternal rollers of victims,
For ten nights, without once missing the foolish eye of the harbor lights!
Sweeter than the flesh of sour apples to children,
The green water penetrated my pinewood hull
And washed me clean of the bluish wine-stains and the splashes of vomit,
Carrying away both rudder and anchor.
The whole poem in English
(translated by Oliver Bernard)
Thursday, July 31, 2014
Le Caméléon
Le Caméléon cocktail bar, jazz club
Rue Saint-André-des-Arts
Quartier de la Monnaie, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2014
“You will know when a band is playing in the vaulted room downstairs at Le Cameleon because there will be a crowd waiting to squeeze in at the door. And squeeze in they will - to the point where you'll be hardly able to breathe (although holding your breath is probably a good idea, since the space reeks of stale sweat and cigarette smoke). But this is a good thing: jazz clubs are meant to be cramped, dark, dingy and damp. Use your luminous cocktail cherry to light the way down deeper into the vault and you'll never want to come out to see the light of day.” (Le Cameleon, Hg2 Paris)
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Virgin and Child
“Virgin and Child” by Antonio Raggi (1650–51), after Gian Lorenzo Bernini
Church of Saint Joseph des Carmes
Rue de Vaugirard
Quartier Notre-Dame-des-Champs, 6th arrondissement
July 2014, Paris
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Cour du Dragon
Copy of the bas-relief of the Dragon by Paul-Ambroise Slodtz, 1732
Rue de Rennes 50
Quartier Saint-Germain-des-Prés, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2012
“This fabulous beast was the main ornament on the facade of a monumental gateway built in Paris by Pierre de Vigny (1728–32), leading into the Cour du Dragon (later destroyed) on the rue de l'Egout (today, the rue de Rennes). On the keystone of the arch, beneath a richly decorated wrought-iron balcony, Paul-Ambroise Slodtz carved the dragon of Saint Margaret, patron saint both of the street opposite and of the wife of the financier who commissioned the work, Antoine Crozat. This sculpture is one of the few surviving examples of rocaille decoration made for a building in Paris.” (Dragon, Paul-Ambroise Slodtz, Musée du Louvre)
Monday, December 23, 2013
Vanity
“La vanité mise à nue par ses thuriféraires” by Daniel Hourdé, 2009
Place Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Quartier Saint-Germain-des-Prés, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2011
“La vanité mise à nu par ses thuriféraires is another thought-provoking sculpture by Daniel Hourdé, installed just across the road from Désillusion totale, that perfectly represents the stripping of vanity to reveal the fundamentals, the depth beneath this layer of superficial mask. We are vulnerable under it all; usually only the most devoted see this side of us, with the truest standing by us unconditionally. Trust of this kind is hard to come by and if you have earned it, never take it for granted.” (Daniel Hourdé around St-Germain, Lil & Destinations…)
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Scruffy Sparrow
Scruffy sparrow resting on a plant
Jardin du Luxembourg
Quartier de l'Odéon, 6th arrondissement
Paris, July 2011
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