paris

ahhh gay par-ee...

so lovely, so romantic, soooo… many queues. I really love paris, I know it’s a cliché, but just can’t help it.











here's the catacombs, a series of underground caves filled to the brim with human bones… not so lovely, but very interesting.



Rachel’s having a good long look to see if she recognises anyone.



Thanks so much to Rachel and her dad, I was lucky enough to be able to stay in their flat in the 4th arrondissement. Reminded me again about how much better it is staying at someone’s place in a foreign city, makes you feel like you can sink a little into the city instead on remaining on the surface as a tourist.

banana and nutella crepe – heaven



creme caramel - never fails



the shrine above the underpass where Diana died (stumbled across this - truly bizarre)



the louvre – i went to go one weekend and the line was about 58 hours long, so went back and luckily got straight in. still huge crowds…



you can't take pics of the mona lisa any more. But this is what it woud be like to be the Venus de Milo. Lots of people taking your photo, more people standing with their backs to you having their photo taken, onkly a few people actually looking at you.



Loved the Palais de Tokyo gallery, I think my favourite works were these:



This boy figure would intermittently whack its head against the wall like a jackhammer, so loud you could hear it in a few rooms away.



The real boy here tried to imitate him, ended up in tears of course.



Its hard to get a sense of this work from the pictures, but it was a small room with a large loop of cassette tape flying around the outside, kept buoyant by airflow from the circle of fans in the centre.





So simple but beautifully effective. The tape kept you pinned against the wall, it would gently brush up and down against you like it was caressing you.

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