A midsummer’s Paris daydream

King Tut’s guard, Egypt, Egypt, 1327 BC. “Egypt? Scotty? Can you check your orders please?” “Oh. Paris, Captain? Ever so sorry. Which century, Sir? “19th to 21st, Scotty. “Roger that.” Suzanne Valadon’s workshop, Montmartre, 21st century. Suzanne Valadon (1865-1938) was a model – to Puvis de Chavannes, Renoir, Toulouse-Lautrec – and painter. Her workshop and…

A summer in Paris 3

King Tut. The 100 years expo. 150 original objects. That last phrase should have caught my attention. 30 years in Marketing and I fell into the trap. “Original objects”. As in “never shown before”. What about those that had been shown before? Fifty years ago? Didn’t see them then… The place was packed despite specific…

A summer in Paris #2

Dora Maar (1907-1997). I knew (of) Dora Maar only as one Picassso’s many models and mistresses. I had no idea that she was one the 30’s top photographers and artists. She was friends with Breton, Aragon, Brassaï and many others who formed the brilliant Paris art scene of the 30’s. That was before she became…

A summer in Paris

I am privileged enough to spend 6 weeks in Paris a year. Not quite a summer, but close. This July, our first visit was to the Old Lady. She looks all right from the front. A profile shows the damage. And the work being done. Roof is gone. But most has been saved. And is…

Call me Kate

My name is Catrina. Catherine? Kathryn? You can call me Kate. I dance with all. I dance with the old. I dance with the young, Alas. With the rich and the poor The mighty and the humble. I dance with Death. Dance with me. You can call me Kate. Another dancer at the Day of the…

The door

G. had finally found a door to his size. (Montreal, June 3019). And he opened it… An old pick-up & radio was playing a Charleston. Absolutely nothing happened. Ai Weiwei expo. Mexico, 2029. “The wire” wrapped its final season. Then came the eagle, looking for the rabbit. The Chinelo dancer froze. The young girl finished her ice-cream.…

Green river

“I can hear the bull frog callin’ me” “Well, take me back down where cool water flow, y’all” “Let me remember things I love” “Stoppin’ at the log where catfish bite, “Walkin’ along the river road at night,” “Barefoot girls dancin’ in the moonlight-ee”. Pencil, crayon and water colour. Portrait of a young woman dancing…