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The other day I decided to get out of the house and go do something that would remind me what an incredible place I live in. I took the C to the Musee d’Orsay and walked across the Seine to the Tuileries, where I spent a few hours sitting, reading this adorable book Spotted in France (about a dalmatian and an American ex-pat traveling to the south of France on a Vespa on their way to the dog breeder’s) that my good friend G. gave me in a care package from the US, propping my feet up in the classic green metal chairs, and taking photographs. After this I walked west through the gardens, through Place de la Concorde, and down to Pont Alexander III, where I nestled myself into a shell decorating one of the ends of the bridge, had a cigarette, and watched the sun go down. And to make the day even better, I happened upon a fantastic big brown partially-angora sweater that someone had taken off in the heat and left piled underneath a lamppost on the ground in the Tuileries. I picked it up, looked to see if anyone was glaring or bearing down upon me menacingly, and then trotted off with it.
Click the photo above to see the rest of my photos from the day. I’ve also decided that frequently one song is not enough for these blog posts, so I’ve made another mix – things I think sound like 6-8:00 p.m. A little shoegaze, a little funk, a little retro, a little music that makes me feel like I live in LA in the 90s… and a weed anthem for good measure. Hope you enjoy. Tracks below.
1. Simon & Garfunkel – Anji
2. Beach House – Norway
3. Fitzgerald Patrik – Animal Mentality
4. Dam Funk – Visions
5. Twista ft. Lil Boosie – Fire
6. CFCF – Monolith
7. Fleetwood Mac – Dreams
8. Lindstrom & Solale – High & Low
9. Cocteau Twins – Heaven or Las Vegas
10. Kurt Vile – He’s Alright
On an August morning in 1976, French filmmaker Claude Lelouch mounted a gyro-stabilized camera to the bumper of a Ferrari 275 GTB and had a friend, a professional F1 racer, drive at breakneck speeds through the heart of Paris. No streets were closed, since Lelouch was unable to obtain a permit.
Edit: apparently the backstory is 100% true with the exception of the Ferrari, which in reality was a W116 Mercedes. In case anyone’s taking notes.
Let it run till the end….
Ken Burns Jazz: Miles Davis – I Wants To Stay Here (AKA I Loves You Porgy)
Here is a photo from the window of the apartment I’ll be renting in NYC this summer, on Washington Square Park. Right now it is raining in Paris and reminds me of a grey day last summer, when I went to the Natural History museum with my best friend, and then walked along the street after in a light rain getting my flats soaked, heading up to her apartment in Washington Heights to make macaroni and cheese and maté. I love the way the city looks in the rain – everything is green and grey, with flashes of yellow cabs.
Even after living in Paris for seven months, I still think New York is the most romantic place in the world.
Erik Satie – Gymnopédie No.1
I’m sitting in my bedroom, the floor-to-ceiling windows are slid open alongside me in their tracks, and the breeze from outside is perfectly cool and smells like bulbs and cooking from apartments across the park. The buds on the trees are out and there is some sort of bird singing. Dr. Spearman could tell me what kind. Earlier there were children on the lawn, all clustered around some thing they’d found in the grass, getting their knees all damp. It’s 7:30 and the sky is a dark grey-blue that looks like the way it feels to wash your feet in cold water in summertime, and lights are going on in apartments all around.
There’s nothing more wonderful than sitting still, knowing everything around you is in its proper place, in quiet motion.