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Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Sunday, April 1

The Path, Le Sentier


"The Path" of Paris is a place of market devoted to the textile and the loan to be carried which is addressed as well to the manufacturer, to the wholesaler, or to the retailer. Find the fashion of Paris, the tendencies of clothing and clothing man child wife, make good bargains between professionals. That's what the official website says...

Nadine Vasseur wrote a very interesting book about this area of Paris...She knows it very well as her father was a tailor working there...
It's all about the history and the life now...The Path has been devoted to textile since the Middle-ages...Thousands of immigrants settled there, Jewish, Chinese, Armenian, Turkish, Pakistani...Their work was difficult, low-paid but they were so poor, they had nothing to loose and they could manage to send money to their families abroad...The book is full of portaits, stories funny , sad or crual...
I remember walking in this area early in the morning , when I used to go and buy fabrics with some friends who had a shop...the men carrying heavy loads of fabrics, the hundreds of clothes ready to go to the shops...there were small Chinese restaurant with such nice jasmine tea and yummy rice with shrimps...I don't know how long it will stay that way...

Saturday, March 31

walking with Annie Dillard...

Chapter One
When you write, you lay out a line of wards. The line of words is a miner's pick, a woodcarver's gouge, a surgeon's probe. You wield it, and it, digs a path you, follow. Soon you find yourself deep in new territory: Is it a dead end, or have you located the real subject? You will know tomorrow, or this time next year.

Excerpt from "The writing life"

Some people criticized the book, saying it was not a "Guide-book" and it was of no practical use for writers, but that was not the purpose of it...it's a short collection of Dillard's observations on writing and some other stuff...and anyway where could we find recipes to become an artist of any kind? a good job there aren't any...I'm not very sure about writing schools...you learn how to write but not really how to become a good writer...
Let's face the truth, to become an artist you need a gift...if you aren't particularly clever you may though make many interesting things and quite enjoy yourself ...for instance, start a blog and call it...er...Plumpiemousie...!!!you won't become an artist but you'll be ever so happy, that's the main piont isn't it?!...

Friday, June 16

Now I'm all alone I'm going to do one of the things I prefer: I'm going to read...I love holding books, turning pages, smelling them...they've all got a different smell. When I was a little bee there was a book I didn't like, the story frigthened me so much and you know I remember the smell quite well. I could recognize that book with closed eyes. I was lucky to have a mum who loved books and loved telling stories...At 5Pm, we gathered in the classroom and she read. There I met Merabeille. I could never again find the story. I would love to read it once more..If I can't I'll have to rewrite it...





I like using that very old English dictionary...all faded, with sweet illustrations...
But I must say that the web one is more useful . Know the address? http://www.m-w.com

To carry my books in my bag I made a cover in thick material. I scanned some titles I like, and using transfers printed the material. I 've sewn a ribbon around and put more inside to mark pages. With a pen on the side it's Ok.Of course both sides are different. There's a small pocket inside for post-it. By the way did I gave you the address of the website on Montana writers? a pity it's in French. that would be a good idea to translate it.http://ecrivainsmontana.free.fr/

Good now, I must prepare dinner ...what are we going to eat?
see you everybody, enjoy your meal as well...