Tuesday, October 23, 2012
How time flies.
Street art Paris style. The statue of the large grumpy looking red dog is wearing sneakers on its two font paws and carrying what appears to be a large bottle of Evian water strapped to its back. The sign on the statue says that the artists style " reflects an ironic reaction to the omnipresence of the middle class ". ' Obviously ' says ' the font '.
Faures Requiem in the Madeleine . The original , little played, unorchestrated version written soon after the death of his parents. The Day of Wrath both the shortest and the most poignant in any requiem. One of the great gentle love songs. Sometimes music and venue are made for each other.
A violin concert in the Lutheran church. We're late and take our seats in the second tier of balconies. Not often you see balconies running all the way round a church. Being Swedish there's an exhibition of nude statues in the cloisters outside. " Sensuality and love" says the poster. The Church of Scotland would be apoplectic. Certainly not an exhibition you'd find in Aberfeldy.
Midnight. The streets humming with activity. To a wine bar for a glass of champagne. The owner is reading aloud the latest Philip Roth novel to her customers. Very French.
And so we celebrate the third anniversary of our arrival in France. How time flies.