Showing posts with label France. Show all posts
Showing posts with label France. Show all posts

Friday, May 4, 2012

Updated website

I made some photographs in upstate New York and Connecticut recently and realized they are part of the work I started in Connecticut in 2010, continued in Europe last year and now am back in Connecticut. Sometimes it takes a while to see the threads that connect the dots. Today I updated my website to reflect the larger scope of the project.
Newburgh, NY

Newburgh, NY

Fairfield, CT

Friday, August 19, 2011

Magical Tree

I wish I had noted the name of this incredible tree, but alas. It lives in the Jardin Bontanique in Marnay-sur-Seine, France which very sadly is closed to the public now because of lack of funding. I snuck in, well walked in, as the doors are not locked and the place is a revelation - truly breathtaking. The amount of care that went into making it is obvious. It felt like an enchanted kingdom. I hope to return.

Sunday, July 31, 2011

14 Seconds of Monet

because I want to burn into my mind being there, in the galleries of the Musee de l'Orangerie in Paris. In the movie Midnight in Paris they get some time to themselves in these rooms, which would be incredible. Monet gave this series of paintings, called Les Nymphéas as a gift to the people of France at the close of World War One to give them a place to come and rest their mind and see only beauty in a dark time. They called WW1 the "Great War", the war that was supposed to end all wars. Would that that were so.

Monday, July 18, 2011

Springfield, France

This is a steam cloud rising from the nuclear reactors in Nogent-sur-Seine, France. Am I crazy, I think it is beautiful? Don't answer that.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Nature Morte

Today I started scanning in the film from Portugal and France. This is one of my favorite things to do. Thank you airports for not destroying all my work. Thank you Kodak for still making wonderful film. Thank you Primary Photographic for always doing such a wonderful job. Here is just one.

Monday, July 4, 2011

Memento Mori

Paris is filled with the past, choking on it almost. Thankfully it all looks beautiful and those who don't remember the past are doomed to repeat it, so I guess it is mostly friendly reminders from the dead to make sure you live the life you want to live. That is how I see things anyway.

Wall of the cemetary at MontparnasseEver heard of these guys?Oh Serge you sexy beast, even in death he gets a lot of attention. You should walk past his house on rue de Verneuil in Paris, it is covered with graffiti.I went inside the Notre Dame for the first time the other day and was blown away. Someone in line behind me said "This place makes me wish I believed in God." I think that was their goal. You can feel the love and tremendous care that went into making this place by hundreds, maybe thousands of people more than 600 years ago. It took quite a beating during the Revolution from the people who "beheaded" mamy of the original statues but has survived, thankfully with the windows intact.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Locks of Love, part deux

These guys look right on trend for Pride Week. I don't think it is Pride Week here in Paris, but I am still pretty proud of good 'ol New York for taking another leap forward for civil rights. This is in the Musee CarnavaletAlso the Carnavalet, a museum dedicated to the history of ParisBill touring me around, looking for birds to put on thingsThere are millions more locks of love than I remember from when I last visited Paris, and they mostly seemed from this year, which means the city must come and remove them so new lovers can make their mark. Is there a giant bin full of cut love-filled locks somewhere in Paris? Are there tough guy fish who wear necklaces made of keys in the Seine? I swam in the Seine over the weekend, but a long way from Paris, don't worry. It was wonderful.I especially like this heart lock.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Villenauxe has great champagne

Villenauxe is an extremely sleepy hamlet in the Champagne district of France and we went there to visit a cave and sample some delicious champagne. Of course you know "champagne" can only be called thusly if it is actually produced in this area, by law. Otherwise it is called sparkling wine, even if produced with the same grapes and in exactly the same methods. We visited the tiny operation of Oudard which is run by two brothers after their father started it in the late 80s. I asked him if he grew all the grapes for his champagne and he said regretfully, no I must buy some. But he buys them from his uncle. You can only buy their product from them or at their parents' restaurant in town, or perhaps locally, I'm not sure. I am definitely not a wine expert but I think the Oudard Brut is delicious! I bought several bottles and hopefully I can make it back to the states with at least one. My mother says you should have a bottle of good champagne in the refrigerator at all times, in case something really good happens.

The church was heavily battered during World War Two and in the early 90s they chose to redo the stained glass windows in the beautiful old church with a modernist flair. Here the Virgin is asking why, why?A baby duck ignoring meI will buy this place and make my own champagne.One of the brothers gving us a tour of his caves. If you walked by this building on the street, you would never know - it just looks like a big house.In France, you can rent a building from Shakespeare's time to live in. In America this would be a national monument.A carved figure above the door to the church

Friday, June 24, 2011

Rosetta Stone

Sometimes the pictures are so ridiculous in Rosetta Stone it makes it hard to concentrate.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

The church in Marnay sur Seine

No one uses this church anymore. No Sunday mass, just the occasional wedding or christening. To go in you must ask for the skeleton key from the barkeeper next door, which he is happy to give. It was originally built in the 1150s and was kept by monks who lived in what is now Camac, where I am staying. Does that make me a nun?

Not really because my bedroom is in a building built 800 years later in the 1950s to house guests of Frank Tenot and Daniel Filipacchi who used the place to record their famous radio show Salut les copains. Then they started this little publishing side project, you may have heard of it. So I like to think Count Basie or Petula Clark slept in my room. Anyway, there is this beautiful church across the street from me that is much much older than the good 'ol USA.
There are several different sets of numberings on the pews.This amazing fresco work only remains inside one arch. It looks ancient, I would imagine middle ages.I am obsessed with renderings of fierce beasts drawn only from imagination.

Monday, June 20, 2011

Beastly

The beast awakensTrying to catch me in the showerThis is what the beasts see at night, contemplating their next move

Sunday, June 19, 2011

une journée à Paris

Spring in Paris. The Arc de TriompheA sudden downpour on the Champs-Élyséesbut the sun always comes out againdown into the belly of the whaleand back up to the surface in the Grand PalaisMy focus remains clear at all timesand then back to the country side with the lovely Emilie

Friday, June 17, 2011

Nature morte/Still life

Sometimes it is just as exciting when it is not moving. It being life. A few scenes from Marnay-sur-Seine, France, June 11-17, 2011