#Paris-Venise

[frenchcurious]

Entrée de la rue de Venise sur la rue Beaubourg avant la démolition de cet îlot insalubre, vers 1930-1934. - source  PARIS de mes Amours.

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[mesillusionssousecstasy]

1:06 pm : "Vue de San Giorgio Maggiore, Venise, vers 1756" par Francesco Guardi (huile sur toile), "Vue de Mestre, vers 1740" par Canaletto (huile sur toile) "Le Charlatan, second moitié du 18e siècle" par Pietro Longhi (Huile sur toile), "Vue de la Punata della Dogana, Venise, vers 1756" par Francesco Guardi (Huile sur toile) et "Vue de Dolo, vers 1740" par Canaletto (Huile sur toile) pour l'exposition "Chefs-d'oeuvre de la collection Bemberg" à la fondation de l'Hermitage -  Lausanne, Mai MMXXI. 

(© Sous Ecstasy)

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L'Europe du milieu du XIXème siècle sous l'objectif de Claude-Marie Ferrier

Nouvel article publié sur https://www.2tout2rien.fr/europe-milieu-xixeme-siecle-claude-marie-ferrier/

L'Europe du milieu du XIXème siècle sous l'objectif de Claude-Marie Ferrier

[haikyou]

Facce da libri,

Affinità elettive

Triangolate.

TS/Venise/PAR

Ritrovate nel tempo.

WakaBaoTzeBao, 22 novembre 2023 - 7.35, KontowoodParisVenise.

[parisaimelart]

Parmi toutes les merveilles recelées par Venise, la Ca’ d’Oro est un des palais les plus envoûtants. Léché par le grand canal, il doit son nom au décor polychrome, à l’or et au lapis-lazuli qui, jadis, ornaient sa façade. Il abrite aussi les chefs d’œuvre de la Galleria Giorgio Franchetti, le collectionneur qui sauva la Ca’ d’Oro de la destruction. Jusqu’au 26 mars 2023, la collection Al Thani, en son écrin de l’hôtel de la Marine, accueille ces trésors de la Renaissance du palais vénitien en cours de rénovation. Emerveillés et doucement portés par la musique chill diffusée par le casque audio offert à l’accueil de l’hôtel de la marine, nous caressons du regard les délicats ornements de façade en marbre ou en porphyre, les bronzes finement moulés, les sculptures expressives ou les tableaux sensuels du Titien. Une vierge de marbre esquisse un geste de tendresse à l’égard de son fils. Le Saint Sébastien d’Andrea Mantegna, horriblement criblé de flèches, interroge sur la vie et ses souffrances. La raison d’être de la collection Al Thani est de montrer l’expérience humaine dans le monde transfigurée par le geste de l’homme. Ces beautés de la Ca’ d’Oro l’illustrent admirablement. Vous appréciez mes idées de sorties culturelles ? Choisissez votre prochaine exposition en vous abonnant à mon compte Instagram paris_aimelart @hoteldelamarine @galleriegiorgiofranchetti @al.thani.collection @paris @timeoutparis @quefaireaparis @paris.explore @paris_art_com @artaparis @paris_culture @expositionparis.info @paris_love_street @parismusees #venise #hoteldelamarine #galleriegiorgiofranchetti #galleriegiorgiofranchetticadoro #renaissanceart #collectionalthani #parisexpos #parisexposition #exposparis #paris #exposition #parismusees #parisculturel #quefaireaparis #artparis #parisart #parisjetaime #parislife #parissecret #parisianlife (à Hotel de la Marine) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClrInXroLxk/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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🐻💖 #streetoonours #venise #ruedevenise #italia #gondole #boat #mediterranee #mediterranean #romainjungle 🌈 #love #rainbow #street #love #paris #ruedeparis #bear 🎨 #streetart #collageart #collagestreetart #streetartparis #urbanart #streetartphotography #streetartphoto #streetartist #urbancontemporaryart #urbanart #frenchstreetart ❤️ Inspiration #bisounours #carebears #nounours #calinours https://www.instagram.com/p/Cjc_X_WqvPX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Les Modes : revue mensuelle illustrée des arts décoratifs appliqués à la femme, no. 7, vol. 1, juillet 1901, Paris. Robe d'intérieur. — Style Louis XV. Modèle Redfern. Cliché Reutlinger. Bibliothèque nationale de France

ROBE D'INTERIEUR, Style Louis XV (Modèle Redfern). — Robe en tissu Bianchini. Foulard imprimé. Manches en guipure Venise mélangée d’or, garniture en soutache avec des pierreries fantaisie.

INTERIOR DRESS, Louis XV Style (Redfern Model). — Dress in Bianchini fabric. Printed foulard. Sleeves in Venice guipure mixed with gold, soutache trim with fancy gems.

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art history moodboard – melodrama by lorde

A Nocturnal View of the Grand Canal – unknown artist // Nocturne: Queensboro Bridge – J. Alden Weir // Café Terrace at Night – Vincent van Gogh // Dance at Le Moulin de la Galette – Pierre-Auguste Renoir // The Sick Girl – Michael Peter Ancher // Masquerade Ball – Charles Hermans // Paris at Night: Rue de Venise – Konstantin Alexeyevich Korovin // Bülowstrasse Station – Lesser Ury // Market Square of Warsaw by Night – Józef Pankiewicz

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Jean-Guillaume GOURSAT

PARIS, RUE DE VENISE, 1930

[mesillusionssousecstasy]

11:07 am : "Venise, le Grand Canal en direction du nord-est, du palais Dolfin-Manin vers le pont du Rialto, 1739-1740" par Giovanni Antonio Canal, dit Canaletto (huile sur toile) pour l'exposition "De Zurbarán à Rothko Collection Alicia Koplowitz - Grupo Omega Capital" au musée Jacquemart-André -  Paris, Avril MMXVII. 

(© Sous Ecstasy)

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Konstantin Korovin - Rue de Venise, Paris

[sgiandubh]

Do you have any secret tips for restaurants or cafés for a trip to Paris?

Dear Paris Anon,

I am happy and amused you ask me this question. Happy, because I have been calling Paris home for six years: that means there are places where I was madly kissing a beautiful (and cruel) boy from Bastia, places where I walked at night drunk as a boiled owl with people who are still in my life, places where I regularly went shopping or having an endless coffee with friends and places I was entrusted with, like precious jewels. Amused, because to be honest, Paris is probably the last French destination I could think of for an enjoyable week-end en amoureux (I suppose you want to go as a couple?), right now: it is overpriced as hell (the Olympics are round the corner), dirty and seedy (I was shocked, last time I visited and Manu Macron, my old acquaintance of yore, spoke about parking all the homeless outside of town during the Games 'for aesthetic reasons' - the boy never had a sense of humor, trust me on this one).

I shall give you 5 restaurants and 5 cafés (oh God, why didn't you ask me about Bangkok, instead?). Many of them are on the Left Bank (all of my addresses were there, simply because the closer to the university, the better).

Five restaurants: as it happens in Rome (where the gap is truly tragic), I will try and recommend places where locals go. You will find a menu in English everywhere, but at least try the holy trinity of bonjour, l'addition (the check) et merci. All the Parisian waiters are sourer than the Politburo and insolent as highway robbers, but do not be deterred by their manners. Order away.

Le Relais de Venise - son entrecôte (271 Bd Pereire, 75017). It is not in the center. They do not take reservations. You will be met with a long line of people patiently waiting (Seinfeld style) to get in. They have a minimal set menu (which is always a very good sign: https://relaisdevenise.com/menus/set-menu.php). The waitresses are kind and dressed like 1920's maids. It will be the damn best entrecôte-frites you've ever had (their sauce is a secret). Nothing changed there since 1959. Double check opening times and plan accordingly: you will need a taxi and plenty of time ahead. Almost a bargain for its stellar performance. The London one is a sad spin off.

Le Soufflé (36 rue du Mont Thabor, 75001). An original choice, but oh so good! They only cook soufflés (not exactly a pudding, but a pudding angels must have on a daily basis). Very reasonably priced for Paris (set menus at 40 and 55 euros - https://www.lesouffle.fr/bienvenue/home/menu/). If you want to eat à la carte, I recommend le soufflé Henri IV (cheese soufflé with chicken & mushrooms sauce) : it is heaven.

La Jacobine (59-61 Rue Saint-André des Arts, 75006). You will find tourists in this one, it is always full. Service is impeccable. Do not bother with Le Procope round the corner: it used to be one of my haunts, but this is over. The best soupe à l'oignon (onion soup, notoriously hard to cook) I ever had (yes, they still add white wine!). I would also recommend the magret de canard sauce aux cèpes (duck breast with a porcini mushrooms sauce). I could not find a decent menu, but that should give you an idea - they don't have a website (https://eater.space/la-jacobine). Very reasonably priced, too - and very, very good.

Chez Julien (1, rue du Pont Louis-Philippe, 75004 Paris). This is one of my mum's favorites. It is open only in the evenings, but it is an excellent choice if you want to call it a night, because it has service continu (all night long, wow!). It is more expensive - this is, after all, the Right Bank, so expect prices to go drastically up. This is the only option serving wonderful breakfasts, so I beg you: have breakfast in town at least once, Paris hotels tend to do it on the sad and sorry side (https://www.chezjulien.paris/en/home#menu-en). Pair anything you pick with a glass of Pouilly fumé white wine (it goes with anything, it is that magically good).

Money is no object? Entice the guy to take you at (I am torn, here, to be honest) La Tour d'Argent (19 Quai de la Tournelle, 75005). It is very expensive (like VERY), but it is worth every penny (https://tourdargent.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/09/LTDA-SEPTEMBRE-EN.pdf). You must (it's an order!) order the canard au sang (you will find it on the menu under the entry Duckling Frédéric Delair and it is outrageously priced). But you will never have a chance to see the table show anywhere else (it is served in two times: first the fillet and then the legs and it uses a sort of Medieval contraption, to get the blood out for the sauce) - just a specialty from Normandy, you will not find in Rouen anymore. It is divine. They have been there since 1583. What are you waiting for? (for a less break the bank option, try Le Grand Véfour, near the Louvre - google it, it will take forever to explain why).

Four cafés and a salon de thé (tea parlor) : all are haunts of mine. In every single one of them something very personal happened to me. Consider yourself lucky. On a more practical side, all of them double as excellent lunch options, for a fraction of what you would spend in a restaurant. :)

Chez Carette (4 Pl. du Trocadéro, 75016, but also Place des Vosges, with a nod to C). You will have an exceptional choice of anything you could think of and the same Roaring Twenties atmosphere as in the Relais de Venise restaurant. The chocolat chaud (hot chocolate) is almost perfection (do NOT go to Angelina, on the rue de Rivoli, that is another favorite which went south and not in a good way). The best macarons you will find North of Saint Jean de Luz's Maison Adam (where the story of macarons began in earnest). This is Someone's favorite, but then he always was a Right Bank purist. Service is old school, which means supremely kind, if only a bit on the slow side: you are in France, soak it in!

Les Deux Magots (6 Pl. Saint-Germain des Prés, 75006). On the Left Bank in the publishing houses district. This is my second favorite (there is a first favorite) and you will likely find me on the heated terrace with a cigarette and a newspaper, if I were there. Service is appalling, but you should not mind, I have warned you. Reasonably priced for what and where it is. Breakfasts are mediocre, but still enjoyable and lunch/dinner menus are typical brasserie fare - you are not there for the food, you are there to cosplay Jean-Paul Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir and act intellectual and sophisticated and have endless talks about the world's destiny (https://lesdeuxmagots.fr/en/breakfast-menu/). If nature calls, head downstairs with an air of intrinsic superiority and don't forget to pay the grumpy dame pipi (toilet lady), who will give you what you need and look at you like you are the scum of the Earth. Always makes me laugh.

Le Café de l'Epoque (2 Rue du Bouloi, 75001). On the Right Bank, at the end of one of the most beautiful passages couverts (glass-roofed passageways) of Paris. Again, you are there for the supremely dreamy atmosphere, I can only fail to describe. Look on the map for all of these passageways and then get lost in the maze of stamp shops, bookstores, taxidermists and God only knows what else you could think of (or at least add to this passageway the Galerie Vivienne). Usual brasserie/bistro fare, reasonable prices (https://cafedelepoque.fr/en/services). The lemon meringue pies are to die for.

Café Le Rostand (6 Pl. Edmond Rostand, 75006). Steps away from the Luxembourg Gardens, which I crossed every single day to go to the uni. Steps away also from the secret and sublime Medici fountain in above park (oh, the things I did there!). Surprisingly good French fare, the beef tartare is excellent (a rare thing!) and well priced (https://lerostand.fr/carte/ - use Google translate, they don't care for tourists). Service is cheeky. Round the corner, one of the most charming shops in Paris, Parapluies Simon (56 Boulevard Saint-Michel, 75006) - only umbrellas and dandy walking sticks (you can hide a whisky mini flask in one of them, I am told by Someone on the phone, but I think he is trolling us - we love that shop).

The Tea Caddy (14 Rue Saint-Julien le Pauvre, 75005). It's been there since 1928, when a certain Miss Klinklin opened it and introduced the Devon scones to France. It is my favorite favorite (https://the-tea-caddy.com/en/tea-room/) and it is perfect on a rainy day. Steps away from the Medieval church of Saint-Julien-le-Pauvre, one of the most authentic and moving experiences of its kind in a very secular town. The Shakespeare & Co. bookstore is just round the corner. A rare gem of a place.

I could go on and on and on. Three more short tips and you will thank me for it, as alternatives to deceiving mainstream options:

The Musée de l'Orangerie instead of The Louvre. Blasphemy? Intense perfumes come in small bottles. It is breathtaking (https://www.musee-orangerie.fr/en).

Château de Rambouillet instead of Versailles (you will not be able to enjoy it AT ALL). Where else could you find Marie Antoinette's private 'milk bar' (La Laiterie de la Reine/ The Queen's Dairy), a supremely elegant affair, with milk-spouting fountains, built to encourage hygienic milk consumption as an alternative to breast-feeding (she was unable to). Trust me and plan a full day for it (https://www.chateau-rambouillet.fr/en/discover).

La Sainte-Chapelle instead of Notre Dame. I always preferred it to anything else, except perhaps Vézelay (far, far away from Paris). It will shock you, but in such a perfect way (https://www.sainte-chapelle.fr/en). Enough said: I will let you discover. Across the Seine, couple this visit with the Musée de Cluny and tell The Lady and the Unicorn I miss them (https://www.musee-moyenage.fr/en/).

I am not sorry for the length of this post. At all. I hope you will enjoy this modest, but very personal selection and perhaps you will come back and tell me if it was worth something. Bon voyage!

Notre Dame on a snowy evening, Paris 1953

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Carte postale de Renée Vivien à Kérimé Turkhan Pacha, septembre 1904

« Le recto de la carte représente une vue de Venise, portant ces mots : "My thoughts go out towards you R.V.". Au verso, adresse autographe "Mrs. Katy Hope, Poste restante française, Constantinople, Turquie". . . . [Vivien] adressait ses courriers à "sa Sultane" sous les pseudonymes "Katy Hope, Poste restante, Constantinople", ou encore "Miss Eldridge" ou "Miss [Woodthrope]". Ces prête-noms permettaient très probablement de ne pas attirer l'attention sur leur amour. »

Une note sur le nom Woodthrope : Un éminent auteur classique, William Woodthrope Tarn, est né en 1869. Peut-être était-il lié de parenté à Vivien d'une manière ou d'une autre ?

Traces Ecrites, Paris, France

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Frederick Rolfe (aka "Baron Corvo", English, 1860-1913), with John Holden and Leon Schwartz, 1896

"I remain upset not to have known Rolfe, who, during that summer of 1909 when we were both in Venice, was known as 'Baron Corvo' [...] Why did he adopt the name 'Corvo'? Why this nevermore? Out of romanticism? Rolfe always loved heraldry; as a seminarian, he composed arms and devised banners, and he would arrive to the refectory with a stuffed crow perched on his shoulder. Corvo was a mixture of Léon Bloy and Genet, of Max Jacob and Maurice Sachs. A life of loneliness and poverty, he was unstable and eccentric in character, litigious, spiteful, devious, and vindictive; he was gifted in all the arts; he was constantly angry with his friends; he analysed horoscopes, and he was intoxicated with the Church's past and with the Renaissance; he adored Catholic pomp and ceremony, but he had no vocation for the priesthood and he was expelled from every college, from sinecures, from salons and asylums... A member of the Bucentaure nautical club, Corvo had even learned to steer a gondola, a very difficult art at which I have only seen one woman, Winnaretta de P., excel, because a poorly-directed blade can run the risk, as President de Brosses says, of cutting off someone's head 'like a turnip'; or to cleave a gondolier's in two underneath a bridge. Corvo, if he were to fall into the water, continued to smoke his pipe just like Byron, who would lie flat on his back in the Grand Canal with his cigar in his mouth, in order to (in his words) 'not lose sight of the stars'; his valet followed behind, in a gondola, his master's clothing on his arm."

Paul Morand, Venises (Paris: Gallimard, 1971)