Paris et les grandes vues
April 9, 2011
From the top of the Pompidou Centre looking north over the grey roofs, the Sacré-Cœur stands aloof. Magnificent scale! Strangely, Notre – Dame can appear dwarfed within the current city skyline . . .that’s why I admire Wren so much – the scale of St Paul’s is breathtaking. But, back to Montmartre, I was amazed to see the brow of the hill so pronounced with nothing visible beyond. Mmm, can’t wait to get back and view down the other side of the mont away from the centre. In an image from the web, from Montmartre looking south with lovely scudding clouds.
A thin cloudy sky spread over the city last Monday. Here looking due east to la Defense, the Bourse de Commerce sits like a rhum baba with the elegant upward mass of Saint Eustache maintaining its clarity of form thrusting skywards.
And a glimpse of Eiffel’s tower – excellent foresight on the appropriate scale for a monument again.
One of Callot‘s Grandes Vues of the Louvres.
Down below in Place Igor Stravinsky, bits of Piano and the floating sculptures of Niki de Saint Phalle + Tinguely. Bright spots of colour in a user-friendly city space – playful and attractive – parties of school kids stopping off and many desire lines thread easily through this square. There’s room for all including musicians.
You cannot speak for no one knows
Your language. You must try to catch
By glances or by steadfast gaze
The attitude of those you watch.
No conversations can amaze:
Noises may find you but not speech.
Now you have circled silence, stare
With all the subtlety of sight.
Noise may trap ears but eye discerns
How someone on his elbow turns
And in the moon’s long exile here
Touches another in the night. Elizabeth Jennings. In a Foreign City