Street art Paris

Gare du Nord, Northern station, Paris. c.2016.

Run folks, run! Beep beep! Flea market at Saint-Ouen.

Love each other. Butte-aux-cailles, Paris.

L. to r. Coluche, a late French humorist (one of the greatest), and Prince with the 3rd eye. Rest in fun, “bothaya”. (Paris, near Porte d’Ivry)

Tags or rags? Butte-aux-cailles, Paris. Unfortunately last year, I found a lot of street art in Paris was “destroyed”. Tagged over, torn away in the case of paper art. Sad really.

Gaston Lagaffe and Astérix, both very popular characters of the Franco-Belgian school of comics. Flea market Saint-Ouen.

Let’s have a blast.

Street of the little garden. Latin Quarter, Paris. As you know know, the author considers all art in the street as street art. This pretty little street is right behind the Boulevard Saint-Germain.

Jane Birkin. Quite possibly the most popular English woman in France. Before the Queen? I’m afraid so… 👸

“Tell me the way to the next whiskey bar…” Alabama song. The Doors. “Quail hill, Parigi”.

Keep running folks. Flea market.

Métro Nationale, Paris. A very good place for spectacular street art.

“I don’t just break hearts”. La street c’est chic. Miss Tic, born 1956, if I recall, is a major French contemporary artist.

Dancin’ in the street. This was in a back alley near les Halles.

Spur Street. Le Marais.

“Mugger alley” by C+S. Le Marais. I actually nearly got mugged nearby. (No harm done, just very… challenging) Always read the writing on the wall, folks.

Scotch and soda. The portrait is excellent. A few strokes for a perfect result. The shop owner might not feel the same way though… Le Marais. (May have posted some of those before…)

We all grew up in a woman’s body”. Les Halles. I forgot this artist’s name. S/he puts little faces on the walls. Look closely at this fab composition…

“In what world?” Art against poverty… Ever the relevant question, is it not?

Thank you for flying Equinoxio Airways. In a world filled with the Tramp (on his way out though), Boris “Godunov” Johnson, the new Sultan, the new Tsar et al., watch your step as you disembark… 🙏🏻 (Mind the gap between the train and the platform…) (Audio: put in a posh accent, if you will).

In memoriam: Baptiste Daniel Lormand (1975-2020).

In what world indeed? Repose en paix, Baptiste.

121 thoughts on “Street art Paris

  1. I love the third photo with the classic French business shuttered and covered in art. Such a shame.

    Jane Birken sure was a spectacular beauty wasn’t she?

    And lovely Mistique is aging gracefully. She doesn’t look a day older than when I saw her last plastered all over the city. 😉

    I need to get some posts out…thanks for the burst of inspiration.

    • Indeed la Butte-aux-cailles is a mix of great street art and tag. A shame sometimes…
      Birkin and Mystique? Yes. Birkin had a difficult life. Gainsbourg was… complicated. And she lost her first daughter to suicide.
      Inspiration? It’s everywhere. Pick it up in the air…
      Au revoir Jenny.

    • Thank you Derrick. I’m always amazed at how nice people are. I’ve given up “serious” photography many years ago. I just carry my Iphone in my back pocket and shoot if something presents itself. I do use Photoshop a lot, a modern darkroom…
      Cheers.

      • Tranquille, tranquille… on est doucement libéré de notre confinement n°2… Rien n’a plus vraiment de sens et on a tous pris le pli!
        Bref… Vive France Inter, le chaï bien chaud et des chiens affectueux à câliner!

        Et chez vous?

      • Ouais, le Sens en a pris un coup… C’est comme ça. La fin de la déconstruction de Derrrida et autres. Ça reviendra. On va à Cuernavaca en famille pour un long week-end. On a loué une maison au chaud… Bon week-end. Biz

      • Je viens de regarder des photos de Cuernavaca car je ne connais pas du tout. Profitez bien de toutes ces couleurs – ça a l’air très photogénique!

      • Good research! 😉 “Cuerna” était la “résidence secondaire de Cortés. C’est plus bas que Mexico city, donc plus chaud toute l’année. le week-end était parfait.
        Bonne semaine Véro. (C’est bien Véro, n’est-ce pas? Parfois je me mélange les pinceaux…) A +

      • Oui c’est bien Véro mon cher Brieuc!! “V.O.” ce sont mes initiales, acronyme que je partage avec celui de la Version Originale!
        Heureuse que le weekend ait été à la hauteur, bonne semaine à toi.

      • C’est bien ce qui me semblait, mais je me suis déjà gouré une ou deux fois. Je ne voulais pas commettre d’impair. 😉 Fais-bien attention à toi. Le p. de virus ne désarme pas… 😷

  2. Smashing, Brian!

    First time I ever encountered Asterix was while in France in the early 70s as an exchange student.
    The children in the home I stayed had what seemed like an entire collection of books: all in French, naturally, which was a challenge to read, but not impossible. Helped my French along nicely!

    Seeing the painting of Morrison reminded me that he died and is buried in Paris.

    One day – perhaps with a bodyguard! – I must wander the streets f Johannesburg with my camera.
    I know there is a lot of street art, but in this day and age I would stick out like a sore thumb, and especially carrying an expensive camera.

    *Sigh*
    Right through the eighties when I worked bang in the centre of Jo’burg I would not have batted an eyelid and wandered wherever I fancied.

    • “Smashing”? How so very Brit of you. Thank you.
      BD (Bandes dessinées) are a strong form of art in France and belgium. I remain an avid collector to this day. I normally complete my collection during my Paris summers. Alas! I will have to buy twice as much next time… 😉
      Yeah, Morrison is at the Père-Lachaise, along with a few members of my family. My brother says: “it used to be a public ‘monument’ now it’s a family estate!”
      Your comment about Jo’burg made me realize how much things have deteriorated along the years. The “in memoriam” I put at the end was for a compatriot I knew here. He ran the best French restaurant in mexico city for years. He was murdered last week… (I am so angry.)
      Don’t take risks… Stay safe in your marvelous garden. 🙏🏻

      • Anger is not the half of it.
        I am very sorry for you and the loss of your friend/compatriot. I know this experience only too well.

        Things aren’t as bad as they were for the first years after democracy but one still has to have one’s wits about you, and an unsupervised gad about the city centre holds zero appeal for me at this time.

      • Thank you. I can imagine you do.
        yes, one has to keep one’s third eye open all the time. (the one in the back). Everywhere: I seriously almost got mugged in Paris, le Marais, broad daylight last summer. Got out of it by pure resource of mind…
        Stay safe.

  3. Hello,

    Your blog is really very interesting and I am delighted to have found it.
    I live in Paris and indeed, street art is omnipresent there 🙂

    Especially in the inner suburbs, now called the “Grand Paris”. I don’t know if you already know it, but look at Vitry-sur-Seine, for example, named the capital of street art in France! It’s only 20 minutes away from the Butte aux Cailles.
    I work for a French collaborative project “Explore Paris” which encourages the discovery of a more alternative facet of Paris. And we offer a wide range of guided tours on street art, history, cosmopolitan Paris… And now virtual guided tours (covid-free!). I really think that this could be of interest to you, or to your readers.

    Congratulations again for your blog and don’t hesitate to contact me if you are interested in our project and If you want to know more about it 🙂

    Manon

    • Chère Manon. (Voilà bien un prénom charmant.)
      Merci de votre visite. Je connais mal Vitry, ce qui est un comble car j’ai un box à Evry et mon frère habite Choisy…
      Bien noté pour mon prochain séjour à Paris. (Annulé cette année pour des raisons évidentes.)
      Pouvez-vous m’envoyer un lien à/vers votre projet?
      Bonne soirée.
      Brieuc (Alias Brian)😉

  4. Feels like the whole world just blew up in a real blast, and both beauty – drawings, paintings, stencils – and ugliness – tags, scratches, tears – have been splattered across the walls, with only a handful of people – us here – walking around the rubble, remembering a world that once was – both beautiful and ugly – and will never be again. The beauty of creation and the ugliness of murder.

    May Monsieur Lormand rest in peace… and may we all find a way to cast ugliness away from our world forever, while there still is a world of human beings to live in.

    • You have put your finger right on it: ugliness. In all ways. Puts a – temporary – end to beauty. Which as the Greeks taught us, with Truth and Good are the three pillars of civilization. I’m not too worried. All three will come back.
      And thank you for Baptiste. He was murdered last week. Gross. Such is the ugliness of this world my friend. Stay safe.

      • Wish I could share your optimism, mon ami.

        Yes, I took the time to search for the name and found out some details of the murder. The whole truth will probably remain on the down low for a while. Either way it’s sad to see what people can do to each other.

      • They already “caught” the first guy that passed by, so they can present a culprit. Sorry you “had to” search… But at the same time I am grateful that you did. For Baptiste… You’re a good man, mon ami…

      • Yeah, I know how it goes… the “culprit” ends up in jail and in a week or so gets “suicided”. Things people do for money and power… 😦

  5. Fabulous collection here, cher Brian. My favorite is the third one, a mix of random grafitti but still aesthetically pleasing. Reminds me of a classic restaurant in Angers that was shuttered and papered over with annonces and sprayed with paint. I loved passing by it on my walks. The Jim Morrison painting is a great find, too. 🙂 Bon weekend, mon ami! Bises.

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  7. Nothing quite like celebrating the artistry around the world ~ great photos and art. Street art brings out the pulse of the place, and my favorite shot is of the “Love each other. Butte-aux-cailles, Paris” a scene of the layers of thought a community has. And throughout this post, I leave wanting to find the way to the next whiskey bar. Wishing you a great final month of this eventful year ~ Take care, my friend.

    • Very true Dalo: Street art is the pulse of the place. There are world currents but very strong local currents. Street art is different in Mexico, in Colombia, in Paris, to name a few, as I’m sure it is different in Prague…
      Could find the next whiskey bar so O settled for two glasses of Brouilly (a red wine from the Beaujolais region that I fancy)
      If we don’t get back in touch ’till then: merry Christmas and a happy New Year…

      • Two glasses of Brouilly – not bad, I’ll have to try it. And so true, street art varies wildly but it similar in speaking from the heart of its community. Wish you and your family a great holiday season ~ take care.

      • Brouilly, Morgon, and others are wines form the Beaujolais region. Much better than beaujolais in my personal opinion. I went to College in Lyon. makes partial to Bourgogne, Beaujolais wines. More than Bordeaux wines. (Though a Lalande de Pomerol…) 🍷
        Thank you. Likewise.

    • Grazie mille cara mía… How have you been? Please accept my apologies for not visiting more often. I need to find another system. And to be true, lockdown seems to eat up more time…
      Stay safe…

      • All going well here and I know exactly what you mean….I seem to have less time during COVID than I’ve ever had. Still can’t seem to find the time to write and schedule 5 posts in advance – my golden rule!

      • I’m always happy to help other fellow bloggers and friends. 🙂

        What I detest is ghost writers that are copying my content/format then passing it up as their own – especially, when I know one of them! There’s nothing I can do about this either and when confronted, the writer feigns disbelief. So annoying!

      • You know one? There is no limit to human mediocrity. I actually know one person who votes for Trump. Brother of a very good friend. He ain’t mine!
        Ignore the idiot.

      • Yes, I do, but she’s in denial.
        This blogger/friend has even changed to publishing posts within half-hour of when I publish and on the same day now. This is after changing her blog format to almost mirror my posts, let alone copying and rewording my content. Hard to ignore when it’s so blatant.

      • Plagiarism isn’t anything new. Hmmm…now psycho is an interesting word – my partner did use the same word. 😉

        Not sure, haven’t checked enough s don’t have the time. But have noticed this more in the last 18 months and as recent as her last post of a couple of days ago.

      • I did study Freud for 2 years (amongst other things) and have worked with psychologists for most of my professional life. Psycho may be too strong, at least seriously neurotic. But the denial thing? Borderline…

    • Is that right? How wonderful. Compliments.
      And thank you for the reference, I confess to being a total ignorant as far most of the authors are concerned. I “know” a few of course, but most are not identified. Kony is from Berlin, lives in Paris. Banksy of course. Miss tic. (Which is a double-double entendre).
      I didn’t know Fairey, but I know his splendid Liberté-Égalité-etc. in the 13th arrondissement. First thing you see for the aerial metro.
      Where did you meet?

      • You also have artists in many corners of the world to remember, I just get Berlin 😉
        We’ve meet when he was traveling on his last day in Berlin. Luckily it was a Friday and we went out with some friends after my work. What followed was 8 months of writing mails on Myspace until I visited in Australia … That seems like a long time ago!

  8. Thank you for such great pictures, trap as we are by the pandemic, dream to be a flâneur, on Paris boulevards, and streets of Paris. 🙂

  9. Nice photos. The Les Halles mural with all the mini heads forming a large face is totally unexpected. Now I’m curious about how you were almost mugged.

    • I was walking from a morning disappointing Cartier-Bresson expo (and lunch in Rue Vieille du temple) to another – disappointing – photo expo in le Marais, when a guy passed me on my left, turned around and asked me something. I thought he wanted directions. I stopped, and he said something more in French. 30’s, well dressed. Not an apparent threat. He put his right hand on my left shoulder, saying “I’m not a Nazi you know”. And he was was edging me to a corner in the street. Where I would be trapped. I thought: “Et m…de!” He was talking nonsense to me, trying to elicit an excuse… I thought “right hand on my shoulder, he can butt-head me easily.” I looked at his left hand. No knife. I wondered whether I should strike his right hand away from my shoulder with my left wrist… But that would give him an excuse… I was edging backwards… and sensing the wall behind. Mumbling approbation.
      I decided to twist and lower my shoulder and half turn away out of reach, saying: “you must be right, I don’t know, and walk away backwards… Left him standing there.
      I think military training kicked in. Avoid fight. He was 30 years younger and much heavier than I was. Ididn’t stand a chance in a fight. Which he was clearly looking for.
      Fortunately the street was busy, and I could just walk away. But when he had his hand on my shoulder, “J’étais mal”. All he had to do was grab my shirt and punch me or butt-head me.
      That’s the story. I sort of walked backwards to the nearest café, in plain sight, and had a beer. Paris. Le Marais. A nice summer early afternoon.
      Stay safe (always) 😀

      • And looking around at a perfectly normal day. Talking to the young waitress. No more than 25. She told me she only worked days. Not nights. Too dangerous for a woman. In freakin’ Paris! Very sad.
        We had in fact rescued a young woman, my wife and I, a few weeks before, at night in the metro, from being practically assaulted by a jerk.
        I guess I’m “used” to this crap. Had a knife drawn on me once. On my throat. 🤣 In those cases, you have to be smarter than the other… 😉
        Hope all is well with you Carol?

  10. You’ve posted a lot of great art here. My faves are Jane Birkin, the bit by Miss Tic (just love some of the artists …noms de plumes) and the face on the window! Thank you, and I hope you are well!

    • Hi Resa. I like them all of course, but the face on the window is possibly the most powerful. And sooo hard to shoot!
      We’re ok, thank you. sot of waiting in line for the vaccine. Things are getting worse here, but at least vaccination is under way. Particularly among doctors. Daughter #1 and her husband have already had their first shots. Some of their colleagues have already had their second shot.
      Stay safe.

      • Love the one on the window. Yes, it would be a challenge to shoot it! I shot one that was painted on the inside of the window.That wasn’t too difficult. Also, it was a denser work of art.
        We started vaccinating here, too, but it’s going very slowly.
        In the meantime, we’re locked down and the mask remains the fashion accessory of the year. 😷

      • Inside a window? hmm. Challenges are good.
        And yes, masks are a must. Just did my – almost – daily walk around the block with my black mask on… 😷

      • I was walking a lot, but they are discouraging us from going out, except for food and medical. In any case, I can’t leave my neighbourhood, and it’s winter. -8C today with a very brisk wind. Icy sidewalks are a problem. So many places are shut down, and there is no upkeep.

      • We don’t walk outside so much, just because it’s not that pleasant. It used to be that many people were not wearing masks. Narrow streets. So we’d walk 1/2 hour and that was it.
        -8C is veeeery cold for my taste… And you’re right sidewalks must be icy…
        Be very careful my friend

  11. such a wonderful selection! beautiful images, thank you for sharing❤️

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  12. The first thing that strikes my mind when I think of France is art. Art,in every form; be it in the form of paintings, poetries, or thetres. It has a culture that embraces art in every aspect of life. Those street arts are absolute masterpieces..
    #MyWordsKraft

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