Mama, Papa, and I, spent a weekend in Paris in 1987. It was a Sunday and the path to church took us through a chaotic square of artists selling paintings and drawings. I was dying to wander the easels and artist stalls, even if I was just thirteen. We had to mad rush back to the hotel, where loaded ourselves onto our Pullmantur bus for the next adventure.
|On the Siene River boat tour, just before|
the camera jammed. ©1987
I don't know the name of the art market, nor the address of the square. I will be looking for it, with its stairs in and out of it, the dark gray cobblestones, and the teems of artists. Maybe I will find it....
Mama reminded me of why we only have only a few pages of France, including two of Paris, in the vacation album she made us. The camera, a semi-automatic Minolta vintage 1987, jammed and stayed stuck for those days. At least it lasted through most of Paris!
Save the date! You are invited to share more art at my exhibit opening Once Drove Through Florida on Saturday, August 20th, at the Children's Gallery and Art Center that runs through September 13th, 2011.
Remember, too, to explore Paris, France with me during my Fridays in France posts which began Friday, May 6th. Interested in original art from Paris? Check out my Send Paris to You Project!
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