We landed in Paris this morning. It isn't easy flying over to Europe. The flight isn't that long and the change of time is almost as long as the flight. Everybody was totally whacked when we got here. I always book one room for the night when we are traveling just so when we check in, we can shower and nap. We all crashed and were barely coherent the rest of the day.
After a nap, we strolled down St.Honore, stopped at a cafe and each had a Coke Light. Caffeine was essential. Then we hit up Colette and walked through the Tuilleries. The left bank has slowly added more and more galleries over the last couple of years. Even in the 3rd, the Marais, there are a bunch of new galleries with young artists. It is good to see.
Josh and Emily had left Fred and me in the dust so we walked into a few galleries. Philippe Guegan that had handful of pieces by Todd & Fitch. This particular piece is what drew us in the door. It is hard to see the word dream when you are standing directly in front of the piece but I liked the concept.
The next gallery we went to was Geraldine Banier. I really loved what she had. Lots of sculpture and a few edgy artists. There was one artist in particular, Constance Chabrieres, who had created sculptures out of paper mache. The two people were interesting.
I also liked the woman carrying her grocery cart. This particular piece had a purple hue to it.
Our favorite was the one of the skateboarder. I am trying to figure out where I would put it. They also had a few gnomes giving the finger which were hilarious by Ottmar Horl. Might have to go back there and pick something up.
Fred and I then strolled around more and ended up at Hotel Montalembert for a drink. Then we met Josh and Emily for an early dinner at Joel Robuchon.
Oh Joanne, I’m so jealous that you’re in Paris. Have a blast. I received such great recommendations from you while there that I loved!
thanks elaine….more info coming.
“It isn’t easy flying over to Europe. The flight isn’t that long and the change of time is almost as long as the flight.”This reminds me a little of Louis C.K.’s bit on airplanes (that part starts at 2:40, if you’re in a rush).
One of my favorite lines in Andre Agassi’s book OPEN is when he describedthe Las Vegas Melbourne flight for the Australian Open. He calls it theAmbien express. Certainly different than US-European travel but the sameidea.
Not quite the same take as Louis C.K.’s, but an interesting (and alliterative) name for a long flight.BTW, are you familiar with Nichole Robertson’s blog, Little Brown Pen? Lots of Paris there.
I am. My friend turned me on to it. She loves Nicole’s blog.
Hello, I am the sculptor who’s work you present briefly on your blog. Thank you so much. So nice to discover it caught your eyes and interest for a while. Next time you fly over, please let me know. I would be delighted meeting you.Best Regards,Constance Chabrières
We love your work. I am sure we will be in Paris sooner than later.Probably this summer. I will definitely keep in touch.