Les grands voisins, a Utopia village on the former site of the St Vincent de Paul hospital in Paris (14th district). In case you’d really like to know what’s behind the fence, you can catch a glimpse of it on Google Maps.
The Ginkgoes around Montsouris in the South of Paris and their golden leaves on a beautiful and unusually warm autumn day last Sunday.
Denfert Rochereau is a sort of historical pun. It is the name of a General who fought in the 1870 war against Prussia. Before that, it used to be called “Place d’Enfer” (Square from Hell). As people are wont to call the square "Denfert” it is as if it hadn’t changed names at all. From... Continue Reading →
One day I was looking for new subjects and while browsing my notes I then took a look across the back of our building and then I realised that there was so much happening around us that I might even probably uncover a few dozen subjects in themselves just looking at the buildings around me,... Continue Reading →
I keep hearing that Montparnasse is no longer what it used to be, that the old spirit is no longer there, that the Montparnos, these bohemian artists aren't around anymore. Well, all the nay-sayers are at it to show that Montparnasse is a thing of the past, dead and buried. But rest assured you lovers of French culture, this is not true.
Following a previous post on a watercolour of the Villa Hallé (situated near Denfert Rochereau, in the 14th arrondissement of Paris) in several stages, here is another variation on this theme in acrylics. The Villa (not a house per se, but a private street in Parisian lingo) is a small passageway with housing developments on... Continue Reading →
here we are with my latest watercolour in the making. i have decided to present the various stages of the design of that watercolour. this watercolour depicts a 'villa' which in Paris speak means a privatised dead-end street (not the usual meaning of villa as in other parts of France or southern Europe). on the... Continue Reading →
this is my latest watercolour depicting the early morning hours in Saint-Jacques,our area around Montparnasse and Denfert-Rochereau in Paris. The idea was not so much to describe the area but rather to tell a story - as long as brushes can tell a story - about a day in the life of the people around... Continue Reading →