The kiosks all seemed to be advertising only the film Sex and the City. This city is full of graffiti, but then aren't they all? -
It also offers surprising encounters with street art -
and trompe l'oeil -
These bird studies are by Pietr Boel, 1622-1674. The Louvre has 81 of his works.
One of my favourite paintings - 16th century Florentine, showing past masters: Giotto, Uccello, Donatello, Antonio Manetti, and Brunelleschi.
Here it is in context. Most people walk past, but it did catch the eye of this couple -
The Louvre was open till 10 on Friday, and the setting sun shone into some of the rooms -
(The speck in the sky isn't a UFO, it's my ageing camera's "floater".)
And here's an effigy made of thumbtacks and nails -
People liked to have a close look! This coat (or exoskeleton) is made of various kinds of beetles -
And here are some strange owls' heads (with human artificial eyes) being captured on video. The Louvre had no "no photography" signs, and people were happily snapping - especially those queuing to get a front row look at the Mona Lisa!
At the end of the Fabre exhibition were these flying vermin and their mess - made of murano glass and Bic (ballpoint) ink.
Fabre also used a blue ballpoint pen - or maybe dozens - for some very large drawings, carefully and thoroughly scribbled, until the paper heaved and buckled with being worked on.
Another of my favourite museums is the Guimet -- wonderful Asian art. The current exhibition is Hokusai and showed that he did much more than those many views of Mount Fuji -
It also had his sketches, which showed how he used collage (of thin rice paper) to move elements around when preparing to do a print.
I didn't buy the catalogue (too heavy!), nor did I indulge in any of the silks on view in the fabric shop area (metro Anvers), which Tonya showed me round after lunch on my first day there -
And speaking of fabric, here's an update on May '68 - 40 years after the student uprising, we're being told "nicely" to "stay politically incorrect" --
To an 8"x8" collage of pieces of iron-on interfacing. The silk I planned to use was too floppy, and by using the interfacing for the finished shapes, the edges could be ironed under -
If you're using this method, remember to cut the templates with the iron-on side face up - otherwise you'll end up with your picture reversed.
The next photos show the kettles sewn down and padded, ready to quilt. I suspect the vast expanse of copper kettle might need a scattering of interesting stitches (after all, the original is battered and scratched, and there's even a hole near the top - we use it on the narrowboat).
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but evenutally they were all pinned in place
and then held down by little cross-stitches, some yellow, some orange -
At last, time to put it under the machine -
Then, french knots added to intersections where there weren't already cross-stitches:
Finally, the narrowest binding possible, 1/4" of doubled black sheer. Next time, I'll add a layer of tulle before machining. But as this was so fiddly, a "next time" is in doubt!
Next, I machined all the daisy/star shapes, then added a narrow binding (in the fluorescent orange) round the back.
It didn't photograph terribly well: you don't get the wonderful shine of the "metallic" orange bit, or the limeyness of the green. But while making it I had various ideas for other uses of hexagons.
My first impulse was to stamp rather than sew, and the erasers were the right size for half a hexagon -
One eraser was big enough for a whole hexagon, but the pattern didn't go together quite the way I remembered it...
Lesson: don't rely on memory, have another look at your source. This is more like it! -
The fabric was (and is) intended to be used as stripes a la Margo Selby --
but I ran out of time and that will have to wait till another time.
been photographed in them (dressed for mud underfoot and the possibility of rainstorms)
and come upon them unexpectedly while driving -
Though their blueness doesn't come through properly in photographs, perhaps they look their best when rain darkens the trunks of the beech trees --
There are even bluebells in central London -