Paris is my favourite city in Europe. There’s always something to be discovered and I’m happy to spend hours walking around. Having lived here for a year, there are some things that I look forward to whenever I’m back in Paris. Here’s sharing what a typical weekend in the City of Light is like for…
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I meant to write earlier about Sacco E Vanzetti after watching a restored version of the movie in Paris last month. But I didn’t know where to start. The film is based on the controversial murder trial of Nicola Sacco and Bartolomeo Vanzetti in the US in the 1920s. I was not familiar with the court case nor…
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A flash of hot pink caught my attention when I was in Paris last month. The words “Paris, Texas” and “version restaurée” were printed beneath the uncertain face of a beautiful blonde. In a corner of the poster was the Palme d’Or logo of the Cannes Film Festival. Back in AB’s apartment, I told him about this…
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During a recent heated discussion with AB about where to go for coffee in Paris: AB: “You don’t even like coffee!” Me: “Well, I don’t like drinking shitty, over-roasted coffee.” I seldom drink coffee. Once in while, especially when I travel for work and tend to get less sleep than usual, I would have some cappuccino…
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I finally made my way to Negatif+ to develop a few rolls of film that were taken earlier this year. About half of the images were taken in spring/summer and, as always, it was a surprise to see some of them as I had forgotten about taking them! Look through them, I was reminded of our…
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认命 (rèn mìng): 承认自己的命不好而逆来顺受; to be resigned to fate Friday, 15 November 2013: I was standing outside an entrance to a building in Belleville, chatting with a woman from Dongbei in China. In her mid-forties, Xin Yuan* was in a black cinched waist puffer jacket, a short white woolen skirt worn over black leggings, and boots. She…
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“Maïs chaud, chaud maïs” (literally, “corn hot, hot corn”) Ah, the familiar cry of yet another African man selling roasted corn. Always in winter, always right outside the Quick fast food restaurant that is above the Belleville metro station. Sometimes, there are up to three or four of them at that busy corner where rue…
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Nothing Gold Can Stay Robert Frost Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf, So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day Nothing gold can stay. I came across this poem this evening and thought…
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Of wine or whisky. You pick. Le 11ème Domaine @ 83 rue de Jean-Pierre Timbaud, Paris is a cave à vin that happens to also serve whisky on the tap (as shown in the diptych above). We liked the wines that we tried and the assiette mixe (mixed platter of chacuterie and cheese) was good! Meanwhile,…
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Angelina Hue 