Showing posts with label edith piaf. Show all posts
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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

belleville

the quartier known as belleville (literally translates as 'beautiful town') sits in eastern paris - a kind of melange of the 19th, 20th, 10th & 11th arrondissements. during the 80s, belleville was a working class region of paris where rent was cheap. this attracted immigrants, so this quartier has a strong multi-ethnic culture & is home to paris' second largest chinatown (the other is in the 13th arrondissement). 
these days though, the area is being recognised for its modern, funky appeal and so the bobo (bourgeois/bohemian) parisian's are shifting from saint-germain-des-près (rive gauche) up to belleville. this means the area is becoming more expensive, with multitudes of small galleries & artist squats popping up left, right & centre- as well as a thriving restaurant & café culture.

in my opinion, this is a positive change for belleville - because let's face it, belleville used to be creepy & generally not a safe place to walk around by yourself. this reminded me of the changes western melbourne (where i live back home) have gone through over the past 10 years.
aidee (one of my best friends here in paris) & i explored belleville on a gorgeous sunny day. we walked through rue dénoyez - a mostly pedestrian street that's famous for its colourful explosions of graffiti that cover its brick walls. here we found café tables spilling out along the street & op-shops where you choose how much you want to pay - amazing concept. there was a tonne of public street art & we met some people who told us about gallery openings & music events that are held in the street from time to time. i loved this street because it almost felt as though i'd left paris for an hour - it had a completely different ambiance too it that i can't quite explain...

before starting her uni course here, aidee was working for a couple who owned one of the many galleries in belleville - the cosmic galerie. such a cool concept, they transformed & created the space themselves from an old garage. the gallery was exhibiting a contemporary french artist named julio le parc who produced an incredible body of works during the 60s. 

belleville is also known as being the birthplace of the famous french chanteuse edith piaf, back in 1915. there is some disagreement of whether she was born under a lampost at 72, rue de belleville - or whether it was in a hospital nearby... personally i prefer the dramatic version, it makes for a good story.

i'm so happy i made it out to belleville during my time here in paris. i hadn't thought much of it before talking to aidee (who knows the area well), but it was definitely worth the time i spent wandering its streets over the past week. definitely a breath of fresh air compared to the more historic parts of paris where i live & work.


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rue dénoyez
poetic mosaïc's embedded into the walls
à l'école, étais-tu déguisé en enfant?
plaque marking the disputed birthplace of edith piaf:
"on the steps of this house, born 19 december 1915, in a state of utter destitution - edith piaf whose voice would later take the world by storm"
"beware of words", public art on rue de belleville
view from parc de belleville, paris' second highest hill after montmartre
outside of the cosmic galerie (an old garage, hence the name garage de l'équerre)
exhibiting artist at the cosmic galerie, julio le parc

Saturday, August 6, 2011

cimetière du père lachaise

with the au pair kids off to the grandparent's house in the south of france, i'm on holidays for a couple of weeks. two weeks with a free house in paris. life could be worse.
some friends from back home, anna & kate, had just arrived in paris after doing volunteer work in ghana & cambodia. it was so great to see them both & swap stories of our travels so far in 2011 ...and being on holidays meant that i could spend more time with them. fabuleux!

we decided to pay a visit to the cimetière du père lachaise. it's probably the most well-known of paris's cemeteries. it still seems strange to me that a cemetery is akin to a tourist attraction these days...but strangeness aside, it's a very peaceful place to wander around. the père lachaise cemetery is in belleville, the east of paris, and is so huge that you can pick up a map at the entrance, with street names, divisions & "prominent people's graves" all marked on it.

we visited the doors' jim morrison - resting-in-peace with flowers, photos, candles, letters & other things left by adoring fans. next to his grave is a big tree - covered from top to toe in the doors' lyrics & loving messages to jim, as well as dates, names and countries of all the people who have come to this place. i actually found this tree more interesting than the grave...aaah oops.

we also found marcel proust, edith piaf "la môme", chopin & a whole section of the cemetery dedicated to the victims of the holocaust. this last part was the saddest of the entire visit, with detailed plaques & really strong messages. it really gave a scope for how many concentration camps there actually were during the war...

our last visit was to oscar wilde's grave. i wanted to see it after watched this scene from the film "paris je t'aime". being a poet, his grave is covered in his own words, as well as in red lipstick. kate & i  figured we couldn't leave without adding an extra two pairs of red kisses. i wonder how long they will last..

we easily whiled away a good 3 hours here, without realising. i definitely recommend a trip to père lachaise if you're in paris. it's not a sad place, but a peaceful one...full of fancy engraved stone and intricate ironwork graves. 


bisous,




S.
"their hope is full of immortality"
there are 100 divisions in the cemetery. it's huge
maps. came in handy several times (every 2 minutes)
jim morrison
the road to excess leads to the palace of wisdom
tributes to jim morrison covering a tree next to his grave
won't you tell me your name?
we went boot shopping
minimilist grave??
proust
crematorium
oscar wilde
keep looking at the stars
my kiss
edith piaf