#Montparnasse cemetary

[omnesoasis]

A photo of another tomb my parents saw at the Montparnasse cemetary. Serge Reggiani’s. A man who was a close friend and colleague of Jean Marais. A very important actor who worked on many classics of cinema and theatre; like Luchino Visconti’s “The Leopard” and a new distribution of Jean Cocteau “Les Parents Terribles” during World War 2 and where, as Jean explained in a TV interview, Serge got into fistfights with collaborators who came to disrupt the play as it was accused of being an immoral show.

Also touching to see Stephan being buried there. So sad to hear that he killed himself back in the 1980s; at the age of 35.

A moment of thought for Stephan and Serge. Both important figures of French culture.  

[lhorreurdenuit]

💀 . . . . . . #montparnassecemetery #montparnasse #paris #paris🇫🇷 #parisfrance #travel #travelphotography #cemetary #death #eurotrip #eurotrip2019 #self #filam #filipinoamerican (at Montparnasse Cemetery) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0wDN5ihbFb/?igshid=1n7o507f26vj3

[pilferingapples]

Paris Cemeteries in canon era

DELIGHT  The Cemetaries of Paris were considered a tourist attraction 

which means Galignani covers them in detail!

Some relevant notes: 

-In 1804, an imperial decree was issued, repeating the prohibition of interment in churches, or within the bounds of a town. High ground exposed to the north, was, by this decree, to be chosen for cemeteries ; and every corpse was to be interred in a separate grave, from a metre and a half to two metres deep, and the earth to be well trodden down. There was to be a certain distance between the graves, which were not to be re- opened till after five years. Another imperial decree, in 1811, consigned the whole funeral business of the metropolis to one company of undertakers-general,* arranged funerals into six classes, and appointed a tariff, whereby the expense of every separate article and assistant was determined. This decree is still in force.

-The cemeteries of Paris are five in number, viz. the Cimetiere de Monmartre, the Cimetiere du Pêre La Chaise, that of Vaugirard, that of Ste.Catherine, and that of Montpamasse. They are laid out in a pic- turesque style ; the monuments are generally in good taste, and many of the inscriptions are interesting. These burial grounds may be considered as public pro- menades; parties are made to visit them; and in their neighbourhood are established guinguettes, where refreshments may be obtained. On Sundays, in particular, they are the resort of the inhabitants of the capital.

-Montmartre cemetery is full of noteable monuments; built on an old gypsum quarry, it’s considered especially scenic by Galignani. 

-”The cemetery of Pêre La Chaise is appropriated to the interment of the inhabitants of the 5th, 6th, 7th, 8th, and 9th arrondissements only, except in the case of the purchase of ground for ever, when remains may be brought there from any part of the capital, or even, of the kingdom.”

- The Cemetery de Vaugirard: “This cemetery is situated beyond the barrier de Sevres, at the entrance of the village of Vaugirard ; and the gate by which it is entered, at No. 7, on the left, is marked by a cross. It is the second cemetery that was opened, and consists of a small plain surrounded by walls. This being the burial-place of the patients from the Hotel- Dieu, and of the inhabitants of the faubourg St.-Jacques, who are for the most part poor, it possesses few monuments worthy of notice.”

- The Cemetery du Montparnasse was opened July 25, 1824; so Galignani doesn’t have too many monuments there to note, but says “In this cemetery, as well as in the others, there are some striking epitaphs but many will be met with that are only remarkable for their absurdity.”

- The Cemetery de Ste-Catherine is in a working class/ poor quarter; monuments are rare. Interments were discontinued in 1815, so no one dying after that is going to be buried here!

Apparently even Montmartre and Pere Lachaise at this point have some space set aside for “common graves”-- graves for unclaimed bodies or those with no surviving relatives willing or able to afford a fancier funeral.   These graves (and indeed most graves) were only held for five years, which was considered enough to decompose the body.  After that they were dug up, unless the plot of land had been purchased.

[love-more-art]

Jean Paul Sartre He was a french philosopher, writer, political activist and literary critic. He is the leading figure for existentialism and phenomenology. He was also known to be in an open relationship with Simone de Beauvoir. Both are burried in Montparnasse Cemetary in Paris, which I was lucky to visit 2 years ago. Their gravestones are covered in kisses, which is a demonstration of there idealization. Their lifestyle makes them legends up till today. #sartre #jeanpaulsartre #JeanPaul #company #philosophy #philosopher #philosophical #portrait #lovemore #existetialism #phenomena #montparnasse #paris #openrelationship #kisses #ideal #idealization #gravestone #legend #legends @jeanpaulsartre.1 @existentialistmemes #fy #instagram #goethe #simonedebovoir #shakespeare #writing — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/3wOBFS5

[chriskenchphotography]

Montparnasse Cemetary

[flying-elliska]

Hiii Ellie! Totally unrelated question to anything 😂 I am going to Paris for the first time ever and I am kinda afraid bc I’m going on my own. Could you please give me some tips or recommend me some places? Of course I want to do all the touristy stuff, but also see some hidden gems of the city. Also I don’t speak French at all and idk if that could be a problem

Hey anon ! Love that for you ! And don’t worry - even though some older people might be a bit rude if you don’t speak French (Parisians....sigh) you can totally figure it out with just English ! I have never lived in Paris but I have been quite a few times, and here are some of my favorite things to do (apart from all the skamfr related things lol) 

- As far as museums go my favorite are the Palais de Tokyo (modern art, really depends on the exhibitions but I’ve seen some amazing stuff there also i put in my fic so) Musée Galliano (fashion, I saw a Valentino retrospective once there that was...incredible) and Musée Guimet (Asian art). Also if you’re going to the Louvre, pick a specific section you want to see ; if you try to do everything you are going to exhaust yourself tbh. 

- Shakespeare & Co is one of the coolest bookstores on Earth and they have a significant English section ; the whole place is just so cool with nooks and cute stairs and bookish quotes and a place with pinned love letters and beds where aspirant writers can sleep in exchange for helping out in the shop a little bit. It tends to be super busy at all times but it’s still incredibly worth it. Also if that’s your thing there is a really cool LGBTQ+ bookstore in le Marais (the gay district) called les Mots à la Bouche (also has English books). 

- I love the Pere Lachaise cemetary, might sound creepy but the vibe there is really romantic, with lots of beautiful trees and statues, it’s very peaceful and there are some cool tombs of famous ppl - like the one of Oscar Wilde, which is so covered in lipstick kisses they put a barrier around it and threaten to fine you if you kiss it in turn which ....is kind of ironic but yeah. Also the rainbow trinkets all around it aww. 

- Angelina is a very fancy tea place whose hot chocolate is the closest thing to a pure cocoa infusion into your veins, it’s incredible ; but if it’s too warm they also make lots of other nice things (also to go) like really nice chocolates or this amazing little macaron tartlet with fresh raspberries and cream that is to die for. Another few cool places to eat : Pinson (vegetarian), Antipodes (cool, casual restaurant-bar on a barge boat), Streek Bangkok (thai street food)

- I also really like going to the Botanical Gardens - they have huge, beautiful glass houses, exhibitions about seeds and the diversity in nature, a history of species museum, etc....but that’s not everyone’s cup of tea haha. 

- When it comes to the big touristy things, I really like Sacré Coeur but found Montmartre very overrated and fake ; as is climbing the Eiffel Tower - if you go up Tour Montparnasse you can have a view of Paris that actually includes the Eiffel Tower, hah. Also, Versailles is amazing (esp the Trianon) but the lines are just....yikes lol, esp in the summer. Musée d’Orsay is well worth it, as is Centre Pompidou (but modern art is my thing, it’s not for everyone tho). Notre Dame was amazing but well..

That’s what I can think about. I don’t know how long you have but tbh, my favorite thing to do in Paris is avoiding the more crowded, touristy areas, and going off to explore on my own, there are always a myriad cute things to discover just google ‘offbeat Paris’ or something. And be sure to take enough time in parks. It can get quite stressful otherwise. And drink enough water ahahaha. 

[wilwywaylan]

Through the lens

Fandom : Les Miserables

Modern!AU, 2134 words, Jehan Prouvaire / Montparnasse

Montparnasse is shortsighted and it’s the end of the world

Also on AO3 !

Friday nights were Jehan's favourite kind of nights. All their lessons were behind them, next Monday was still very, very far away, so far that they could barely envision it, homework could still wait a day, and there were two whole days to fill ahead of them. They could go for a walk, break into a cemetary to write, visit a few shops of their accointances, drop by the library, crash on a friend's couch for a creative session (involving ink, paint and not too many clothes) or a movie night, and still have enough time to cuddle with Montparnasse and sleep in. Even better, when they had finally moved together, Montparnasse had taken upon himself to spend more time at home. Especially Friday nights, since he knew they were important for Jehan.

And so they were now seated on the couch, each at one end, a colorful, hand-knitted plaid thrown on their intertwined legs. Cups of hot cocoa and plates of cookies were strategically placed within their reach. There was no noise in the flat, no music, no noisy neighbours, nothing but Montparnasse (the cat) purring like a tiny motor from where she was sprawled, between her masters' knees. Jehan had opted for some light reading for the evening, and was currently engrossed in a very nice steampunk story about a poet and an adventurer. Well, engrossed to a point. They kept glancing up at Montparnasse, who seemed very interested in whatever he was reading on his phone. The light of the screen gave a blueish glint to his eyes, and a beautiful shine to his hair. Huge concession to the evening, he had traded his black suit, elegant shirt and tailored jacket for a t-shirt, slighty less tight pants and a knit jacket that were way more comfortable. All black, of course, his concession didn't extend to colors. He was reading something apparently fascinating, because he barely moved, only sweeping from time to time to get to the next part, apparently unaware that Jehan was looking at him. Or maybe he knew, and was enjoying the attention. Both were possible, and both were good.

He was browsing through a sale of Armani jackets, when a book suddenly appeared in his field of vision, startling him.

- Here, Jehan chirped, read that ! It's amazing !

They leaned back, waiting for the small chuckle that would soon follow. Montparnasse took the book, brought it close to his face. Very close. And stared at it. And stared at it more, without any reaction. And was he.... squinting ?

- Ma rose, Jehan asked slowly. Is there....

They were cut by a growl. Montparnasse was still not looking at them. His nose was almost burrowed in the book, and he was frowning. After two years, Jehan fancied themselves an expert in Montparnassese, and they could read him... Well, like a book. That attitude, that noise, were more than just a passing annoyance. Something was wrong.

Very gently, Jehan moved fowards, taking the time to pick up the cat and put her on the floor. Montparnasse still hadn't looked up, focusing entirely on the page. Or pretending very hard. Slowly, to give him all the time he needed to retract, Jehan put a hand at the top of the book, and after a few seconds, pulled it out of his boyfriend's grasp. Montparnasse entrelaced his now empty fingers, keeping his eyes firmly lowered.

- Alistair ? Jehan asked again.

They almost never used his given name, opting for pet names instead, and this time, Montparnasse glanced up, briefly, before going back to contemplating his hands. Jehan took them, unfolding the tense fingers one by one. They were cold, as usual, and they held them tight to warm them.

- Alistair, they tried again, tell me...

- Tell me what ? That I can't see from further than a couple feet ? That I broke my sight trying to see in the dark ? That I'm fucking blind as a fucking bat ? Ha ha, very funny, yes ! Go on, laugh ! It's the best fucking joke of the fucking year !

Jehan let the anger wash over him, stroking Montparnasse's skin with their thumb, trying to soothe him. As they expected, the outburst didn't last. Montparnasse soon slumped on himself, eyes down again.

Tenderly, Jehan slid a hand under Montparnasse's chin, lifted his head, until he looked at them, and wiped the small tear pooling at the corner of his eye.

- I'll take you to the optometrist, okay ? And, they added, I promise not to tell anyone about this. Cross my heart and hope to die.

Montparnasse's only answer was a small noise, but there was a tiny smile tugging at his lips. Jehan grabbed his arms and pulled him towards them. Montparnasse resisted a little for show, then let himself be caught in the embrace. Jehan bundled him in the large flaps of his shirt, covering him in swaths of gaudy tartan, and wrapped their arms around him. The buttons of their overalls dug in Montparnasse's back, and he wiggled around a little until he was comfortably leaning against their chest. Jehan retrieved the book from between the cushions, and started reading out loud. Montparnasse laid his head on their shoulder and closed his eyes, letting Jehan's voice lulling him.

~*~

Jehan was sitting on a bench coincidentally set just in front of the optometrist. A notebook was open on their lap, but the page that should have welcomed their newest poem was instead covered in meaningless doodles. As promised, they had made an appointment for Montparnasse, and had walked them there. But Montparnasse had been very clear : he wanted to go there alone. Jehan had kissed him for good luck, and had taken residence on the bench.

Thirty minutes had gone by, and still, no sign of Montparnasse. That wasn't a bad omen, of course. At least, for Montparnasse. He was able to take care of himself. No, that small twinge of dread Jehan was feeling was more for the doctor. Montparnasse didn't like to be poked and prodded, and he knew how to make himself heard. Jehan just hoped that the doctor they had opted for was patient and not too pushy. Or they would be in way more trouble than just a need of glasses.

Finally, as they started to think that they should do something, maybe burst into the office, grab their boyfriend and run, Montparnasse exited the glass doors. He didn't look particulary happy with the situation, but not very angry either. Jehan made an effort to trust him and not check his hands for any trace of blood.

- So, they asked as soon as Montparnasse sat beside them, how did it go ?

- I need glasses, was the stern answer.

His tone was so bitter than Jehan reached over and pulled him against them, very gently. There was no resistance, Montparnasse let himself be hugged, leaning his forehead against Jehan's. They stayed like this for a few minutes, giving Montparnasse the time to relax and get his footing back.

- Do you want to go and pick your glasses ? they finally asked. Or would you prefer contacts ?

- I can't, Montparnasse answered with a dry, unamused laugh. My eyes can't handle them. Too dry, they said. Glasses or nothing.

Jehan held him a little tighter, stroking the short hair on the side of his boyfriend's skull with his thumb. Montparnasse emitted a noise that sounded a little like a purr.

- So ? Do you want to go and pick some glasses ? And then we can go home and binge-watch Say yes to the dress.

- As if I watched that kind of shows, Montparnasse scoffed, but there was the hint of a smile in his voice.

- I know you can't resist talk of 10000$ dresses and Armani-designed cakes.

- You know me so well.

~*~

Choosing glasses was, of course, easier said than done. Montparnasse was very picky in all his fashion choices, and glasses were no exception. He'd been at it for the best part of an hour now, the unwanted pile kept growing bigger, and the clerk's patience was getting thinner. But no matter what she pulled out of her drawers, it couldn't find grace in his eyes.

- Ma rose, Jehan called from where they were browsing through an assortiment of very colored frames, can't you find anything ?

- They are all awful, Montparnasse groaned.

- All of them, really ?

- I don't think there's anything even worth trying in this shop.

He glanced pointedly at Jehan who was sporting a very fancy frame with flowers carved all along the legs.

- Come on, ma rose. I'm sure we could find something. Let's see...

- If you come at me with another pink frame, I swear to god I'll burn the store down to the ground.

The clerk looked vaguely worried now. Jehan smiled at her to reassure her.

- You only need them to read, Jehan remarked, so you'll only wear them at home. I'll be the only one to see them.

- You're the only one to see my pajamas, and that doesn't mean I'm not going to choose something not stylish.

- Not stylish ? You sleep in...

- What do you think of those ? Montparnasse cut hastily.

He was holding a sleek, black frame, with elongated lenses. Probably one he randomly grabbed in the pile, but Jehan had to admit, they looked quite good.

- Try them on ?

Montparnasse glanced at him, then at the glasses in his hand. He looked ready to throw them on the floor. But finally, he slipped them on. Jehan stiffled a gasp, even lifting a hand to their mouth.

- What ? Montparnasse asked. So horrible ?

- No... not at all. You look...

- I look ?

- Stunning.

Montparnasse raised a graceful eyebrow and turned to face the mirror. He studied himself at an angle, then another, lifted his chin, lowered his head.

- It's... not bad, he finally said.

Jehan joined him, laying their hands on Montparnasse's shoulders, and bent down to look at him over his head.

- They fit you very well, they cooed, and they really bring out your eyes.

- I think so, Montparnasse said with a smile.

- Are there of a satisfying brand ?

Montparnasse took off the glasses to look at the small letters on the lens.

- Prada. They'll do.

The clerk smiled, visibly relieved to have found something before the black-dressed man decided to destroy her shop. Jehan smiled, too, pushing the glasses back on Montparnasse's nose.

- You look amazing, my love. Look at you, you're as handsome with glasses as without. You're really a sight to behold.

- A sight you love ?

- A sight I adore. I should take a pic right now and hold it dear.

- Maybe you should do away with the heart-shapped glasses, then.

- Never.

~*~

They were once again settled on the couch, books in hand and hot cocoa within reach. Montparnasse was half-laying against Jehan's chest, toying with the corner of a page. The glasses, brand-new, had been resting on his lap for twenty minutes now, and still, he hadn't made a move to put them on. Jehan hadn't said a word ; that was a path Montparnasse had to take on his own. They slid their fingers through his hair from time to time, but other than that, they didn't move. Even the cat was sitting at the end of the couch, watching them intensely, her tail swaying lazily back and forth.

Montparnasse extended a hand towards the glasses, slowly, as if they could bite him. But they kept sitting here, as innocently as possible for a pair of glasses. He lifted them to the light, studying them, watching the light play through the lenses. Finally, when nothing bad happened, he slid them on his face, adjusting them slightly, and stayed like that, simply looking through them.

- How does it feel ? Jehan asked softly.

- ... clear, mostly. Things aren't blurry anymore. I can focus.

- I'm glad for you.

- If only I could not look like a nerd.

- The most good-looking nerd in existence, I assure you.

Montparnasse nudged them with a groan and settled a little closer, Jehan's arms wrapped around his waist. The cat came on his lap to claim the now free spot and curled up into a small ball, perfectly nestled on his legs. As they picked up their book, Jehan whispered in Montparnasse's ear :

- You know, I'm sure you look awesome, wearing nothing but those glasses...

- My, aren't you a naughty one, Jehan Prouvaire ? And here I thought that you were mostly a pure spirit...

- You know very well that I can't resist you. And I have a soft spot for people with glasses. So, you with glasses....

- ... gets you weak.

- Very weak.

- Well I might find a way to revive you...

Books fell on the floor, completly forgotten, followed by a disgruntled cat, and soon, a whole bunch of clothes. But not the glasses.

[manticoreimaginary]

A few graveyards around the world

Hong Kong, China [x]

Romania (Merry Cemetery) [x]

New South Wales, Australia (Waverley Cemetery) [x]

Rome, Italy (Il Cimitero Acattolico di Roma)  [x]

Buenos Aires, Argentina (La Recoleta) [x]

London, England (Highgate Cemetary) [x]

New Orleans, USA (Metairie Cemetery) [x]

Paris, France (Montparnasse Cemetery) [x]

Estonia (Ämari Pilots’ Cemetery) [x]

[jenna-currier]

Final Exam- Jenna Currier, Olivia Nelson, Frankie Kronewetter

Place de La Concorde

The first place that we visited was the statue of Brest in Place de la Concorde. Place de la Concorde is the largest square in Paris. After the French Revolution 8 statues were placed in this square, including La Ville de Brest. La Ville de Brest is a French city. The Statue is of a woman holding a staff and with a crown with the title ‘Brest’ underneath her. This was in a very stunning place in Paris, where the square was surrounded by classic architecture using limestone and Haussman style buildings and wide streets. It was a very busy area, but it was still beautiful. 

Church of Saint Sulpice

We then arrived at the Church of Saint Sulpice. Here we saw ‘Jacob Wrestling with the Angel’ and ‘Heliodorus Driven from the Temple’. This was a large and beautiful church. It was quite a walk away from the metro but when we arrived we saw a wonderful wedding outside and then went in to find the two paintings back to back. Eugène Delacroix was the painter and is linked to Genesis 32:34. The Heliodorus Driven from the Temple was painted right across from the other and was also painted by Eugène Delacroix. It was painted in an arch type way and is a wonderful place to reflect and pray.

Montparnasse Cemetary

Taking the metro we then arrived at the Montparnasse Cemetery. Here we found the graves of Jean-Paul Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir. These two figures were buried together and on their tombstone small stones were placed along with many lipstick kiss marks. These two figures were a couple who traveled and did everything together, although they never married. They traveled to many communist countries. Simone de Beauvoir explored many homosexual relationships. They both also explored sexual relationships together with an added person. They wrote the book ‘the second sex’ which helped to change the world for women. We thought this was a very interesting, unique grave that was full of spirit. 

North African Food

We went to a market near Place d’ Italie and stumbled across some couscous, a famous North African dish. We were drawn to this food in particular because we went out to eat and had couscous one of the nights here, and it was delicious! This was also a meal that was frequently served at home so it had a special meaning to me. The appearance of North African food in France is evident due to the imperialism that occurred in the past where France conquered other countries to advance their goods and industry. 

Place de la Concorde

The bas relief of the tennis court oath found on the sculpture of Marianne represented an important time in history during the French Revolution. The third estate was upset that they did not have much power in society and had to pay most of the taxes, so they were meeting to have some say in law making. On June 20th, the third estate was not able to meet in their usual spot, and met in an indoor tennis court instead (Tennis Court Oath Painting by David). Hence, the tennis court oath put forth into motion that the common people would have a say in the government. This piece was in a large square and placed on a grand sculpture which shows how much the French Revolution meant to France. We thought that this was a neat area to sit and people watch and we appreciated the detail in the sculpture. 

Pont tournant de la Grange aux Belles

We visited the “Pont tournant de la Grange aux Belles” which was in La République. I could not find much history on this bridge, but it was in a very cute area with many shops and people. We got milkshakes while we were in the area and stood on the bridge and enjoyed the view of the water. We also noticed that a lot of other people stopped on the bridge to just talk and hangout, and overall it was an enjoyable environment. I would go back there again in the future, especially to explore more of the fun shops (some of the buildings were colorful) and restaurants. 

Parc de Belleville

This park was built in 1988 on top of Belleville hill and offers 45,000 m^2 of land and a panoramic view of the capitol. The park also was home to a vineyard that still remains and gets harvested every year. For children, there is a playground and water course to splash in. We were shocked at how relaxed this space was and how many people were there enjoying their Saturday. The park was full of people of all ages who were doing things like sleeping, tanning, playing music, or picnicking. 

Rue Francois

We were unable to find a lot of information about this particular place, however, just from our experience there we were all struck by the architecture and landscaping. The streets were very wide and the buildings were all uniform and clean. Immediately we thought of Haussmann and his work in Paris and assumed this to be part of it. This was an incredibly beautiful, nice area and we would love to come back here to shop or explore some of the restaurants. 

Last stop is continued on a separate post labeled "Final Exam continued..."

[omnesoasis]

During their June 2015 trip in France, my Family visited the Montparnasse cemetery. There they took various photos of artists I love. Like Serge Gainsbourg’s tomb, resting with his parents Olga and Joseph. A tomb which had lots of fans giving an homage and a minute of silence to Serge.

A moment of thought for this great French poet and musician who passed away in March 1991. 27 years ago.

Je t’aime Serge.

[morningmusings]

Forever Bouquet- feels good to paint again 💗I was going through pictures and found the forever bouquets at the Montparnasse Cemetary 💖 #watercolor #justbreathe #myview #morningritual #feelsgood #stretching #sketching #pansies #pariscemetary (at Paris, France)

[popgabbo]

Rest in peace, #KazuhikoKato. Better known as #MonkeyPunch, he created a number of characters. His most famous: #LupintheThird. Back in 1983, a massive video game came out, #DragonsLair. Right along side was #CliffHanger, another #laserdisc #arcade that I totally enjoyed more. You played as a #thief named Cliff. Car chases, ninjas, bank robbing, sword fighting, good stuff. Chunk is even playing it at the beginning of #Goonies. I then found out all the scenes were from a movie, #CastleofCagliostro. Cliff's real name was #Lupin. It wasn't available in America until the 90s, tough to get a copy. That was my introduction to Japanese #Manga and #Anime. Lupin as the grandson of #ArseneLupin, the gentleman thief of #MauriceLeblanc novels. I even went to his #Montparnasse grave in #Paris. (Pic 2) Castle and The Mystery of Mamo were also #HiyaoMiyazaki first movies. Their success enabled him to form #StudioGhibli. Both Spielberg and John Lasseter of #Pixar highly credit Castle of Cagliostro as a great influence. It was even referenced in the #Simpsons movie, so his legacy keeps on going. #rip #restinpeace #cemetary #comic #art #artwork #jigen #goemon #fujikomine https://www.instagram.com/p/BwVnIVrHhW4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1p9v1ugzlcyn7

[love-more-art]

Jean Paul Sartre He was a french philosopher, writer, political activist and literary critic. He is the leading figure for existentialism and phenomenology. He was also known to be in an open relationship with Simone de Beauvoir. Both are burried in Montparnasse Cemetary in Paris, which I was lucky to visit 2 years ago. Their gravestones are covered in kisses, which is a demonstration of there idealization. Their lifestyle makes them legends up till today. #sartre #jeanpaulsartre #JeanPaul #company #philosophy #philosopher #philosophical #portrait #lovemore #existetialism #phenomena #montparnasse #paris #openrelationship #kisses #ideal #idealization #gravestone #legend #legends @jeanpaulsartre.1 @existentialistmemes #fy #instagram #goethe #simonedebovoir #shakespeare #writing — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/3zKW9gx

[phrynefishersfrocks]

The fourth outfit of “King Memses’ Curse” (Season 1, Episode 13) is a somber all-black ensemble of a long-sleeved blouse, silk pants, woven straw hat, and a scarf with floral embroidery and green lining.

Phryne’s black v-neck blouse has flowing long sleeves gathered with fitted cuffs by the wrists. Her familiar black silk faille pants make their final appearance of the first season here, showing up a total of twenty-two times (1x02, 1x03, twice in 1x05, 1x06, three times in 1x07, three times in 1x08, three times in 1x09, three times in 1x10, 1x12, and four times, including this one, in 1x13).

Her long scarf is a black silk with an embroidered flower, leaves, and stem along one side. We can see it appear very briefly in “Murder in Montparnasse” (1x07) when Miss Fisher and Jack confront Hector Chambers in his cell. She completes her outfit with a black, finely woven straw hat with a large black ribbon hatband. Her hat is most likely the same as her ‘Cemetary Hat’, also seen with her scarf in “Death Comes Knocking” (2x02), but without the feathered fascinator or the lining on the brim.

Season 1, Episode 13 - “King Memses’ Curse”

Screencaps from here, hat photo from the official Pinterest, promotional photo from the official Facebook.

[just-french-me-up]

How did Montparnasse and Jean Prouvaire meet?

Since I often read things along the lines of “I don’t know how to make them meet since they don’t meet in canon” FEAR NOT because i’ve compiled a LIST

Canon era

Fancy mascarade and rich bourgeois party. Jehan is there to because of parent pressure. Montparnasse is there on Patron-Minette business and dressed to kill, quite literally. But Jehan’s pretty eyes get him very distracted…

Why the fuck is that rich kid doing in the cemetary every time we’re trying to hide a body?!

I tried to mug you but you willingly gave me all the money you had on you and I’m very???? confused???

We’re both going to this abandoned building for very different reasons, and you intrigue me very much. Also you’re like… Byron’s wet dream

Miscellaneous AUs cause I’m running out of time

Modern royalty AU in which Jehan is the crown prime of a small European kingdom studying incognito in France. They fall for handsome and petty criminal Montparnasse. Tabloids get wind of this and scandal ensues

Florist AU: “Do you have funeral arrangements?” “Sure! My condolences.” “Don’t bother, he’s not dead yet.”

Highschool AU in which Montparnasse gets a stupid crush on Jehan and does stupid things to impress him. Jehan isn’t impressed

Highschool AU in which Jehan and Montparnasse belong to very different and rival social circles, but fall for each other after a group project. A lot of reference to Romeo and Juliet ensue

Fashion AU in which Jehan and Montparnasse are both rival designers, but Jehan always receives sweet red roses in their office…

Canon Era with a twist: Necromancer Jehan Prouvaire accidentally bringing recently murdered Montparnasse back to life

Fairytale AU: Criminal gang the Big Bad Wolves have to team up with the Red (thebloodofangrymen) Riding Hoods in order to save the Kingdom

And many many more, but as I said, I’m running out of time ♥

[the-wandering-couple]

Adventure Time:  Paris, March 2017 (Part 3)

It was a cold and rainy day on Saturday, our third day in Paris. Audrey and I decided to have a casual tour around the city. Audrey is currently working on her master’s degree in philosophy and Paris has always been a hub for some of the greatest minds of philosophical thought.

Located a short stroll from our hotel was Montparnasse cemetary, a notable resting place for many of France’s intellectual and artistic elites. On this day, we were there to pay our respects to notable existentialists and lovers Jean Paul-Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir.

Sartre and de Beauvoir were supporters of the French Maoists in the 60s and 70s, even going so far as to take over the Maoist newspaper after a large portion of the leadership was arrested. After the city of Paris rose the prices on metro tickets, an act that directly impacted the workers of the city, a group of Maoists stole a large quantity of metro tickets and began giving them away for free, as a result, visitors place subway tickets on their grave as a token of respect and appreciation, so Audrey followed suit.

After paying our respects, we continued our tour of the intellectual and artistic side of Paris headed over to the Saint-Germain-de-Pres to have lunch at Cafe de Flore, one of the oldest standing coffeehouses in the city. In its heyday, Cafe de Flore was a popular gathering spot for artists, poets, philosophers, and writers. 

The place was packed, the tables were all really small and really close together. After a string of disappointing meals so far, I went the safe route: a club sandwich served with chips. The sandwich was decent but overpriced for what it was.

After lunch, as the rain continued to pour, we got onto one of the L’Open Tour buses and rode it to the Louvre where we crossed the Pont des Arts where we, as tradition has it, wrote our names on a padlock, locked it on the side railing, and threw the key into the Seine, representing our commitment to one another.

When we got to the other side of the bridge, we walked over to Harry’s New York Bar, a Parisian landmark frequented by famous expats from the United States including Humphrey Bogart, Sinclair Lewis, and, most notably, Ernest Hemingway, who, as legend has it, was given the first Bloody Mary ever made when he came in one morning trying to cure a hangover.

While we were sitting at Harry’s, Audrey got the novel idea of going to an absinthe bar nearby to get some of that sweet, hallucinogenic absinthe you can’t get back in the United States. We took a short walk from Harry’s to L’Absinthe, a well known absinthe bar in Paris. Audrey and I had never drunken absinthe before and were not sure what to do, fortunately, our server was extremely helpful and gave great suggestions as to what we should drink next.

After several rounds of  dancing with the green fairy for a while, Audrey and I grabbed a cab back to the hotel to sleep off the high.

Part 4 coming soon.