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Showing posts with label parisian market. Show all posts

Tuesday, 8 April 2014

Street Art in the fifth arrondissement of Paris

This is Invader, I think. It's a mosaic made from bathroom tiles, somehow applied to the facade of buildings.  I haven't read the laws yet on street art in France but from what I've heard something applied cannot be punished because it's not permanent.  I'd love to get this off the wall and hang it in my house but look where it is.

The fruit stand on Rue Mouffetard is just below this little roof.  I don't think I'll be jumping up there anytime soon with fresh strawberries in my sac.

 Now look at this street sign. See anything funny?
What about that no entry sign?


This also is applied, just black plastic cut out and stuck on.  A French artist living in Florence named Clet Abraham does these.   I'm not sure if this is his, looks like it.
Rue Pascal and Rue Claude Bernard.


Saturday, 10 November 2012

Rue Daguerre Saturday morning

It's Autum, grapes and the first clementine arrive.

 Oysters and


figs and berries abound.


Lobsters aren't cheap, this is Paris.


These must have been from yesterday, cooked, cut and stuffed.



Cèpes and girolle from France?  Maybe.


An espresso in the long shadows.


One of those big crabs


A Saint Piérre?


You know daguerrotype?  One of the first photographic processes?  Yes that derives from the name of Monsieur Louis Daguerre, he was an artist.  I wonder if someone told him he was crazy, don't do that, it's a bad idea, I wonder what he would have answered. Fuck off? Now there is even a Daguerreian Society.

  What would he think if he knew the Parisians would dedicate a street to him and it just turned into one of the best markets in town.


This fish doesn't look to appetizing with his exploded tongue.


Camembert yes.  Miam miam.



Friday, 2 November 2012

oysters and champagne

It's lunch time. A regular saturday lunch after the market. 
the oysters and crustaceans are from the rue Daguerre market.


Our neighbor brought the bubbles.