He has been in so many places, but he is amazed when he discovers that she has too. Delighted, they start talking at once about their various experiences. As the days start getting longer, they walk, and talk, then go to his small room to continue their conversation. She’s in love with Italian cities, Verona, … Continue reading Before Dawn
Paris
Without reasons…
He must've known those people, sometime, some year, in the distant past. But whose past? The voices sounded far away, in a language he thought he should remember, the faces in semi darkness, when he knew that - somewhere - it was already daylight (but he could not be completely sure). At last he … Continue reading Without reasons…
Departure
Henry Miller had written about his city, and Francis Lenôtre too had known happy days in his birthplace. The street was calm, a few children were playing near the school, a familiar sight. Francis closed the door, turned slowly round holding his light suitcase in a firm hand. The metro station was ten minutes walk … Continue reading Departure
Au Luxembourg #5Words
Weekly Writing Prompt #96 She appears lost in thoughts, Perhaps about the poor poet, He who immortalised her... We do not know where She now lies, in peace. Here, the card says "Laure", But he knew her as Laura, So that there is a doubt, As to whether she was the one Who inspired … Continue reading Au Luxembourg #5Words
By the pen… #WritersWednesday
By the pen, By the sword...
In the depth of sorrow…
Disturbed minds, polluted souls, Saudi money On the subject
#SixWordStory
the year of forgiveness and love Image: Edouard Boubat - Jardin du Luxembourg, Paris, 1952, via http://oldalbum.tumblr.com
#WritersWednesday: Blank Page, a reflection on Gustave #Flaubert
I read that Gustave Flaubert thought the "Communeux" - the revolutionaries who fought the losing battle of the Paris Commune in 1871, and got massacred - had wanted to "return to the Middle Ages". Yet he was a discerning writer and observer of the French society... This prompted some musing on the role of writers in our troubled … Continue reading #WritersWednesday: Blank Page, a reflection on Gustave #Flaubert
Silent Friday This Time… Je Suis Paris
My nearly wordless tribute to a city and its people. Regardless of colour or religion… for those who value human life in all its diversity.
Weird Paris: Saints and Sinners
Secrets of a most secretive city…
Whilst traipsing through the Jardin des Tuileries, watch-out for “Le Petit Homme Rouge” (“Spring” by sculptor François Barois, Photographs by Theadora Brack)
Now, let’s go raise some spirits! (La Nuit, T. Brack’s archives)
By Theadora Brack
Calling all saints and sinners: Snuggle tight because it is time to crack open my slim, spellbound volume of spirited adventures in Paris for another retelling. For tricks, I’ve added a few new tales and photographs. I’ve also got the flashlights, pillows, and blankets, along with the marshmallows and bubbly for toasting. Here are eleven of my favorite spooky grounds.
Now, let’s go raise some spirits!
1. The Unknown Celebrity of the Seine
Among the artsy clutter that once adorned nearly every artist’s lair was a plaster face with a mysterious smile. These were cast from a famous death mask called “L’inconnue de la Seine,” made from an unknown 16-year-old who washed up on…
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