I feel really silly about writing my last gloomy post, and the snarky post before that, in light of the past few days that I have had. Paris, I have to hand it to you, you're one hell of a town. I'll do all of you a favor and spare you more of my brain vomit and cut down on the text. Picture books were always my favorite kind of books anyway.
St. Chapelle
Centre Pompidou - Children's Exhibit
Centre Pompidou - Electric Art
Jean Cocteau's desk - loving the leopard.
Visiting Jean Cocteau's House in Milly-La-Forêt
"Le Cyclop" from the outside - really cool modern art sculpture/museum made to represent the excesses of society
The Monster of the Forest...
Inside, the machinery works throughout the entire structure to move the eye of the cyclops and create several spectacles.
A room, turned entirely on it's side.
"L'invitation de suicider" - A tiny bit morbid.
Mosaics from the monster
Le Cyclop from the Outside
Boar's Head at Barbizon - where artists like Van Gogh came to play.
Begin series of Grève pictures - strikes over the retirement age being raised two years. Note that the following photos were taken over three separate days, as the manifestations have continued for several weeks.
Drummers for the cause.
La femme de la liberté - puppet run by theatre workers on strike.
"In France, there is a weapon of mass destruction" - with a picture of Nicolas Sarkozy's face.
American Photographer Larry Clark's photography exhibition on American youth
I heart Paris condom. Classy.
View from the Jardin de Trocadéro during the day.
And the same at night.
Paris, je t'adore. Hard to believe my time here is half way gone...
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