Багатство і престиж 15/11/2011Posted by brendan in Avions, Trains et Voitures, Leçons Culturelles.
Tags: Andriyivskyy Descent, Czarina Elizabeth, history, kiev, kyiv, Mikhail Bulgakov, montmartre, paris, Place du Tertre, podil, St. Andrew's, tourism, travel, ukraine, ussr, walks, wandering
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Come see The Montmartre of Kyiv! Whichever enterprising copywriter conceived that golden gem must have a monument raised in their honor. What else but brilliant advertising could convince the touring masses of the world to slip and stumble along cracked cobblestones down a street of dust and unsavory characters?
Politicians responded with a funicular to spare the overfed any exercise climbing Andriyivskyy Descent. Public works of yesterday which civilized this sharp slope with a winding road cannot keep up with the growing monied masses, and Kyiv would like more monied masses please. Buildings which have been sagging since the neighborhood began in the 17th century are swaddled in scaffolding. Plans have been made to install glistening concrete sidewalks. Soon the small cafes will expand and add neon to their windows, the boutiques will hire English-speaking students and death squads will cart dog carcasses to the incinerators. (more…)
Vêtements Fait l’Homme 24/06/2010Posted by brendan in Bienvenue à la Semaine de Fonctionnement, La Vie en Paris.
Tags: fashion, france, gallery opening, journalism, magnum gallery, magnum photo, paris
“Can you do me a favor,” Robin asked. “Can you take off your jacket?”
Magnum Photo was throwing a gallery opening deep in the bowels of the upscale Saint-Germain district. Museum curators, millionaire collectors and world-renowned photographers were pressed shoulder to shoulder clutching their glasses and chattering about matters of the art world. The prints on display were imprisoned behind glass, reflecting the florescent lighting. Everything had a last minute feel to it, except for the carefully manicured denizens of the upper-crust who were so busy indulging in conversation that you had to physically part them in order to pass. (more…)
Le Professionnal 07/06/2010Posted by brendan in Bienvenue à la Semaine de Fonctionnement.
Tags: conference, france, journalism, la cantine, paris, passage montmartre, tech, techcrunch
The European branch of technology giant TechCrunch was hosting an event and, after some gentle coercion on the part of Keith, I contacted organizers to receive my press accreditation.
I have never bothered to keep up with what was happening in the wonderful digital world was weighing heavily on my mind. How could I represent an industry magazine while not understanding the basic vocabulary of the conference? Did I have to bring my computer? If I showed up with a notebook they would probably expel me from the building, so I packed my laptop in a bubble mailer and repeatedly checked directions to the venue. (more…)
Tuer le Temps 05/06/2010Posted by brendan in La Vie en Paris.
Tags: centre pompidou, cimetiére montmartre, cimetiére saint vincent, france, montmartre, moving, paris, walks, wandering
Before I was an illegal tenant I was an early illegal tenant. Robin’s collection of boxes served as desks by sitting close enough to the window I could use the civic wifi with borrowed accounts. Bibia and Julien were extraordinarily kind about letting me move in, leaving me a strand of Christmas lights and digging out a plate from the trash so I could not eat off old magazines. (more…)
Déménager 28/05/2010Posted by brendan in La Vie en Paris.
Tags: france, moving, paris
My neighbor from down the hall caught me dragging an overburdened suitcase through the streets. You’re going back to America?!? No, I’ve got a new apartment, I explained, and he was pleased that I had found a bigger place, wished me good luck and told me what a wonderful guy I’ve been. A lot of progress from when he laughed at how I always took the stairs, and all I could say was that it was for my health.
I lived out of suitcases. The previous occupants, Bibia and Julien, were accommodating to my early relocation but still had cleaning to do. I tried to stay out of the way while the top to bottom scrubbing was being done. Then the landlords were coming so I kept everything packed away, trying to skate by on as little food as possible to keep my presence less obvious. None the wiser the owners signed over the address to Robin and we were official.
Well, I’m not official. But I have keys. (more…)
Un Conte des Deux Expos 08/04/2010Posted by brendan in Bienvenue à la Semaine de Fonctionnement, La Vie en Paris.
Tags: crime & chatiment, fabrique des images, france, journalism, musee d'orsay, musee quai branly, paris
Most museums are closed Mondays. When I was given clearance to a sneak preview of Musée d’Orsay’s latest exhibition Crime & Châtiment I was nervous about walking with actual journalists and art critics, listening to a press liaison who was one question away from realizing I didn’t speak French.
After strolling along the perimeter of what was once a train station I walked into a neat queue of people. Grey and slightly bowed, all were clutching some glossy invitation in their gloved hands. At the back of the line I listened while confused tourists were told the museum was closed and that this was a special preview. Then the old ladies at the back of the line would look to see if I was getting the message. (more…)