Showing posts with label Paris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Paris. Show all posts

Finding the Artistic Heart of Paris



Certain areas of Paris, such as the Left Bank and Montmartre, are synonymous with art and artists. However the artistic center of Paris is as fluid as fashion and the cost of studio and living space. Over the years Paris' artistic center has moved around the city, as artists have discovered new places to live and work

To analyze the evolution of Paris's artistic geography the Geography of the

Vive La France! Nov. 13, 2015

























UPDATE: What Is That?

A lot of people have asked me where I found the graphic posted above and who did it. I found it online, on Twitter, I think and I had no idea who had done it when I posted it right after the terrorist attacks in Paris. Think Progress had the whole story a few days later.
It looks like something he made in a rush. Like something he scribbled on a cocktail napkin. Something he could have drawn in four strokes. Circle, upside-down V, cross. Black ink on a white background. The image-- the marriage of the peace sign and the Eiffel tower-- is the product of French graphic designer Jean Jullien. He posted his work, titled “Peace for Paris,” on Twitter and Instagram near midnight on November 13, just hours after the massive terrorist attacks on six separate locations in the city left hundreds wounded and over 120 dead.

Jullien created the image only a minute after learning about the attacks. “It was done on my lap, on a very loose sketchbook, with a brush and ink,” he told Wired. He didn’t think it out beforehand or go to the page with a plan. “It was more an instinctive, human reaction than an illustrator’s reaction.”

The image went viral. Jullien’s original tweet has been retweeted almost 60,000 times; his original Instagram has over 163,000 likes. Earlier today, he posted another image on Instagram thanking his followers “for your messages of support for Paris… I just want to say that I did it in the most spontaneous and sincere way, as a heartfelt reaction to what was happening. It’s a drawing for Paris, for all the victims and their families.” He emphasized that he does not seek any “benefit” from it. “It’s a sign for everybody to share and show their support and solidarity.” (Jullien did not respond to ThinkProgress’ request for comment as of publication.)

The concept seems so simple — the Eiffel tower’s structure so obviously aligned with the innards of the peace sign-- it’s almost amazing that no one has ever thought of it before. The Eiffel tower is a spry 126 years old, and the peace sign has been bopping around the public consciousness since Easter of 1958. Gerald Holtom designed the symbol for the Direct Action Committee Against Nuclear War to plaster on placards for a march from London to Aldermaston, site of the Atomic Weapons Research Establishment. Holtom later described the image as being reflective of his inner state, which was one of “an individual in despair, with hands palm outstretched outwards and downwards in the manner of Goya’s peasant before the firing squad. I formalized the drawing into a line and put a circle round it. It was ridiculous at first and such a puny thing.”

So why did Jullien’s image catch on? What makes something so simple so special?

An effective symbol is “something that usually connects to someone’s preexisting knowledge about something,” said John Caserta, head of the graphic design department at the Rhode Island School of Design. “So to combine the Eiffel tower and the peace symbol, it’s a two-for-one.” An image like this “is like a phrase, or a simple piece of text, a title, a catchphrase. It’s a visual version of that. It’s something that is already connecting or resonating with people, so it works immediately. It doesn’t ask them to work very hard.”

“In this context, any messages of peace are especially moving, because they exist in a landscape of so much violence, xenophobic noise,” said Scott McCloud, author of Understanding Comics. Jullien’s drawing is “so eloquently simple, it also conveys a sense of timelessness and strength,” said McCloud. “You see something like that and it has the ring of truth about it. It feels like something that won’t blow away in the wind. It doesn’t feel ephemeral.”

The fact that it is so obviously drawn by hand adds to its emotional punch, said McCloud, especially considering how it stands out against the usual photoshopped offerings on Instagram. “I think that sometimes, that slightly sloppy, rapidly drawn quality… can strengthen the symbol, because the abstract nature of the symbol shines through despite that imperfect rendering. I think that can often be a lot more persuasive than something done in, say, Adobe Illustrator. This was made by the hand of a human being, you know?”

“That it’s made by hand makes sense, because it’s a tragedy that’s on a very human scale,” said Caserta. “It’s not childlike at all, but I think whenever you have something handmade, there is something kind of naive and pure and simple, and it brings your guard down a bit and makes you realize some of the basics. Peace is one of those. Without it, we don’t have much.”

“It doesn’t feel mass produced,” McCloud said. “But it feels like it’s for the masses, nevertheless.”

Caserta agreed. “Just looking a it, it feels immediate, and when something happens of this sort, it makes sense that it wouldn’t be highly polished or corporate. That it is someone there responding right away.”

Au Revoir... à bientôt !


Today I leave for Paris to gather as many new photographs as I can snap. This is the very first time I've put my dear Birmingham Alabama Daily Photoblog on hold.  It was a big decision as I've posted every day for five and a  half years!  It's time for me to take a brief vacation, and just relax and enjoy the city I call my second home. I'll be back and posting again here on the 24th. I hope you, my faithful and dear readers will come back for more from Birmingham.... the Magic City!

Paris, Day 3: Heights and History


Today, I started to do real work. Well, the interview was at 4pm, so I still had more time for more tourism. I did not go to the top of the Tour D'Eiffel as the long was way too long. Instead, I took the stairs--good exercise and was lucky to go up without getting stuck in the stairs behind a group of students.

It seemed like the most common language, after French, might just have been German. Probably English, but it would have been ironic after the D-Day ceremonies to have more Germans than other folks on the symbol of Paris.

I then went over, in the rain, to the Hotel Des Invalides--now a history museum and tomb of El Shorty. I posted earlier about the history experience. I then went to my first interview with a scholar working on French civil-military relations, among other topics. Turns out he is wondering how European parliaments do oversight, while I am wondering (overlapping with the project that has brought me to Europe) about British-style parliaments and oversight of militaries. I hope to go to Australia and New Zealand next year to pursue that set of questions, as they are most comparable to Canada (thanks for the suggestion, Paul Martin).

Paris, Day 2: Romancing the President


I was lucky enough to get almost until 4pm (local time) sans rain. But my streak of days within rain in Paris remains perfect. Took more pictures just to prove that the sun was out today. And the began with a near-Obama encounter and then was interrupted later in the day with yet another Obama-created crowd scene.

More Impressions and Stories from Paris:
  • Forgot to mention the strangest interaction: A block away from the Arc d' Triomphe, an Italian man in a new VW bug asked me for directions. Immediately, I should have walked away because a) I don't know anything about driving in Paris; and b) the Arc and the circle of Charles De Gaulle is perhaps the easiest location in Paris to spot on a map. Anyhow, once I made it clear I could not help him, he then started to show me these two coats (he said they were Valentino--too bad Stefanie VH was not there to help me out] and he made it seem like they were gifts--I was already refusing to take them. But then he asked for some money so he could drive back home to Milano (all of this was in fractured italo-franglais) as he lost his money at the casino, or so he said. When I indicated that I had no spare cash, he wanted his card back and was a bit huffy. So, my guess is either the jackets had fallen off of a truck or were knockoffs or both.
  • Very strange to watch the last couple of games of the French Open en francais while in Paris while I type this.
  • Far more English (and other languages) on the signs in the metro system and elsewhere in Paris than in Montreal.
  • More kids on the streets and in the parks than the stories about declining birth rates in Europe would suggest. But then again, I posted earlier about anecdotes versus stats.
  • My day stated with Ile de la Cite and the Notre-Dame Cathedral. Before I got to the Cathedral, I had cross a street lined with police and people waiting to watch something pass. It pretty much had to be the big O.
  • Once inside the Cathedral, I was struck with my usual thought when inside immense religious constructions of periods before 1900 or so--Built on the back of the peasants.
  • The next major destination was the Pantheon, where a bunch of famous people are buried and where Foucault's pendulum is, well, swinging. Will have to post later with some ideas for other Pantheons (with much debt to the ESPN Sports Guy, who must have inspired the French).
  • Walked around quite a bit and then hung out at the Jardin de Luxembourg, which is next to the Assembly and Senat. Nice combo of kid's games and gardens. And palm trees?
  • Followed with some more walking, including by a side street blocked by a police car. And with heaps of people. Obama was clearly inside (could not see him, just evidence of his proximity) as the crowd, the cops and the Chevy Suburban with DC plates all indicated that the President was inside, shopping, I think. Perhaps I will go back later in the week to see what kind of place it is.
  • Quit a bit early due to the onset of rain sans umbrella.