Water play

Next to the odd looking barges with names such as Batofar, Guinguette Pirate and Nix Vox, floats the floating swimming pool. Fooling around in the lukewarm water, playing ball in the kiddie's pool, a barge laden with coal passes by.

Floating on my back I watch the dimming sky with clouds turning pink and gold.

Another point of view

This time I didn't turn right towards the greenery of the Bois de Vincennes. This time I turned left towards the tall chimneys which spit out white fluffy smoke, towards the bridge which crosses over the railway tracks.

I followed the speedway flanked by warehouses up to the muddy river. No cathedrals here, a cement factory. Wind in my ears, noise in my ears, almost pain but not quite. A lonely ancient deserted stone house survives in the midst of new austere buildings taking over this part of town. Only the crazy made up barges berthing on the newly perked up dock seem to still possess a soul.

Metro visions

The subway is in a sense the centre of Paris; it is its bowels. It is a crossing place for millions of people every day. Some live there, some die there, it is a place of life, of despair, of anger and yet of beauty. Every day, I look at the faces of those who travel like me and I find the faces beautiful. With the background music of Keith Jarett's piano or Janis Joplin's and Aretha Franklin's passionate singing, I move through the bowels of the metro as in a film. I dare not take pictures of my fellow travellers, so I just look at their noses, eyes, mouths and expressions, wondering at their thoughts and even at what music they are listening to.

Chinese New Year

It's the Chinese New Year, the year of the Pig (I prefer to say the year of the Wild Boar, it's more noble an animal).

Shall we go to the parade?
No, no.
Shall we go out? I'ts Sunday.
OK, but where?
How about the Carnival Parade, that would be fun!
No no.
OK so let's just go out! We'll chose someone at random and we'll follow him.
OK why not.
And where do we end up?

Guess!

Art Tag

Tag Art

Garage Tag

No Parking Here

Truck Tag

Tagged Truck going to market

Tiger Tags

Tiger Tiger burning bright...

Paris Tags

Hey, it works!

Yesterday I ended up here. A garden tended by a middle aged crazy looking guy with very thick glasses in a "terrain vague" near the abandoned railway tracs. The garden was quite beautiful, but I only took pictures of the tags. The man was desperate and had decided to pull out the whole garden.