Hôtel Particules

mise-en-scène, Paris, 2018

(...) Rosa was superb, her face brought me such joy, I knew she would insist to bring us fresh oranges and sliced white bread, eventhough I had told her that we were catching a train for Italy early in the morning. Patrick's new wife looked like Britney Spears-french version, clashing with her analysis aspirations and her "tous les week-end au Calvados" life-style. I liked her red patent shoes and her naive understanding of class. When I asked her to describe the tableaux, she had no idea. This was not her life, she had bought it, with all the books in it. It belonged to Marie Bonaparte, her cabinet d'analyse. The family gossip followed us all the way to Rome. For dinner, I ordered couscous from the best marrocan, Founti Agadir, rue Monge. Their pastillas is out of this world, I kept one for the chalet, and shlepping it was prefect for my food procession. i had a predilection for the parades of objects; tableaux, dishes, instruments, luggages...(excerpt from A VENDRE) Photos courtesy of participants

 

HôTEL particules 

 

dans la série 

                                        'Pas de fête ni de soirée'                                             

                                                                                   

Friday Nght Dinner

tagine, couscous, pastilla, pâtisseries

                                                                                     

Impromptu 

Ovide Cohen

 

Récital de vents punk 13ième siècle 

Donato Mancini / Villon

 

 21 septembre 2018

Paris

 

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