Oatcakes at the door
The doorbell rang this morning. The young man at the door was the same young man who had come from the post office last week. He had rung the first … Continue reading
Tzara’s House
What have they done to the house of Tristan Tzara in Avenue Junot, just behind Sacre Coeur, built for him in 1926 by Adolf Loos? It looks like a … Continue reading
Pure Utrillo
On the route back from the Porte de St.Ouen, number 23 on the circuit, we called in to see a recreation of the apartment and studio of Suzanne Valadon … Continue reading
Finders Keepers
I was waiting to cross the street on the northeast corner of the Pont au Double. I thought it was the Pont au Double but it seems to have been … Continue reading
Porte-Walk No.22
Just to remind ourselves of one of the inventions of this Hibernation : to walk from the identified 39 Portes on the outskirts of Paris back into the very middle … Continue reading
Watching the movers
The people across the street are moving. Moving men arrived this morning and sent a telescopic metal ladder up to the 3rd floor. It looks like aluminum but it might … Continue reading
Contravent
the umbrella of last year’s christmas tree { or one from the year before } tumbleweed in these gales through the city streets, now caught in a plastic bin-bag. SC
Dick & Jane, Janet & John, & Brian
When I was learning to read I met Dick and Jane. They were in our school books. As we progressed and gathered more words, we learned what Dick and … Continue reading
A Visit to Disneyland
We passed through the entrance to the Park the other day, just in front of the turnstiles to go in. I had heard of cheap train tickets to the south … Continue reading
notes from an urban hibernation 