Traveller 27. Take line 12 North. Stop at Notre-Dame-de-Lorette. Take Rue de Châteaudun to the right. Turn right on Rue du Faubourg Montmartre. “Voilà”. The world of Banksy is an extraordinary re-creation of Banksy’s art. As soon as I saw the ads in the Paris metro, I knew I had to go.
Go early. This was the queue coming out. 🙂 No fear. (Traveller 28 et al.)
“Gangsta rat”. “They exist without permission… hated, hunted and persecuted…” Banksy.
Need I say more?
“Happy chopper.” ‘A perfectly executed piece with vibrant details, Happy Chopper is a child’s dream of war’. Seriously? Those, fortunately, are not Banksy’s words. Most likely the curator. When I was in the Army I did combined manoeuvres with the chopper guys. I don’t like choppers. This piece is best watched listening to Wagner’s Walkyrie. 😉
Assume the position. NOW!
Not quite yet. Bear with me.
Scotty’s engine room. I swear. What are we doing here? (See the tiny ratsy footprints on the floor?) “Beam us back down again, Scotty, please. Thank you.”
A pillow fight in the Middle East?
Allow me a short break:
That is my only “original” Banksy. In a little street in the Latin Quarter. I saw it from a distance. A young guy was taking pictures, and I asked him: “Is this…?” “Yep.” A man of few words, he hold me Bansky had painted it on the 50th Anniversary of the events of May 68 (quite an important event in France). City Hall covered it with a plastic sheet, but by the time bureaucracy arrived with the plastic sheet, the painting had already been defaced. Here’s the original version I found on the web:
“Scotty, beam us back down to the underground world of Banksy, please.”
Mister and Mrs Ratsy, out for a night on the town…
… while Ratsy Junior is frolicking. Champagne everyone!
The original was painted in Paris a coupla years ago. Destroyed in less than 24 hours I believe. (It may have been replaced since)
Jean-Louis David’s initial version for comparison. Bonaparte crossing the Alps. Empress Joséphine’s castle at Rueil-Malmaison. c. 1801.
There be dealers. Or so they say in my neighbourhood.
Singing in the rain.
Traveller 29. Foreign politician looking away while sh..t is swept under the rug. I mean the wall. Always the darn furners’ fault, ain’t it?
Brought to you by Paranoid Pictures. “Your mind works best when you’re paranoid”, Banksy says in “Banging your head against a brick wall.” Is that why I am having repeated headaches lately? I wonder.
This remarkably well-put expo (Splendid, old chap!) was only scheduled for June-July. After many “Encore”, it has been extended till December 31st this year. You can still buy your ticket to Paris.
Allow me to end on the one thing we should never stop fighting for:
Freedom! See Richie Havens for further details: