Upcoming
I usually don’t write about what I will be doing…an exception: where I will be on Tuesday, something I’ve thought about for about 30 years.
I usually don’t write about what I will be doing…an exception: where I will be on Tuesday, something I’ve thought about for about 30 years.
So far this (school) year, I’ve missed the World Series, every college bowl game, the Super Bowl, March Madness, and opening day.
Yes, I have followed all of these to some degree, if not just reading about them, but also following live updates online when not asleep.
As I come to grips more with the idea that yes, I have moved (back) to Paris, I am struck by these things — insignificant in and of themselves — that add up to a great deal:
Yesterday, I saw the final “quarters” of both the Manchester City-Arsenal match and the Saracens-Clermont Auvergne match. (That latter one is rugby — a sport I know little about which is starting to make a wee bit of sense.)
When will I know I’ve been here too long? When I check the handball standings.
No, my mother has not returned from the dead. I’ll explain more later — I’ve been writing small bits to improve my French and the common vehicle are “postcards to my mother”. I suppose with each I should link to or include a short note of explanation.
Chère Maman,
Aujourd’hui, nous sommes allé au Jardin des Plantes pour visiter la petite ménagerie. Ça n’est pas une ménagerie très moderne! Mais, comme toute l’architecture dans le Jardin des Plantes, ils sont en train de rénover chaque bâtiment sans que ça jure avec le style et l’esprit originale. Ç’est une approche antagoniste de la conception des “zoos” aux États-Unis, où les cages d’animaux sont complément transformés en habitats «naturels». J’ai trouvé les ménageries un peu tristes mais je me demande si les ménageries moderne ne sont pas mieux que les anciennes? En fin, ç’est extraordinaire de voir des panthères à seulement 2 mètres!
XO,
Richard
La petite ménagerie, a set on Flickr.
If the days of the week were more expressive, starting with a missing space in the Washington Post:
Mondayon
Tuesmeh
Wednesdayump
Thursday
Fridayête
Saturdolf
Sundayoff
I was torn on Thursdour — thinking of my Thursday Happy Hours. Some things are best just left alone.
The accent circonflexe is important for Fridayête, it being a blend of Friday and fête, the French word for a celebration (literally feast).
-olf is not a typo. It’s a nod to those who play golf. It’s still pronounced “off” though — why anyone spoils their weekend with such an endeavor I will never understand.
After dropping the Boy at his last day of vacation class, I headed down a street roughly in the direction of the métro — this is one of my pleasures in Paris — wandering until I hit something interesting. Or not, as sometimes happens.
The vacation class* which Joseph is attending is at a school we were looking at for next year which happens to be in newer building in a neighborhood of newer buildings. A number of housing projects are underway — these images are not from one of them.
I came upon this project a little further afield and, having just passed a number of projects which were unqualified disasters — ranging in dates of completion from last year to 40 years ago — I was happy to rumble upon this. Even with some evidence of progeny from the train wreck that Postmodernism foisted upon architects toward the end of the 20th century, this project gets so much right.
You might be wondering if I am crazy to write about a project which is about as exciting as, well, a pile of bricks — which is nearly all that this project is — but sometimes simplicity really is a trump card.
Some quirks:
As I was review the photos one more time to try a trigger my impressions of the project as I stood in front of it, I am struck by how plain the architecture is. But it’s still okay. It might not look fine in a photo (or, importantly, a rendering for a client) but the overall effect is still a positive one, even on as gray a day as this. One other thing makes it work that is not shown here nor which can be shown: the overall context of the neighborhood and Paris beyond. It is a vibrant place, rich with a variety of architecture and urban detail. This was, after all, just down the street from this.
*Joseph’s vacation class is covering photography and light. He’s enjoying it more than he ever does school. Maybe we need rename school.
The Campmobile has moved. Not this one
but thecampmobile.com. It’s one more step in the migration away from Apple’s MobileMe.
Years ago, thecampmobile.com — or what I had as a website — was hosted on a shared server. Funny, I can not even recall what the domain name was. While a plethora of hosting options are available, I will stay with WordPress.com for the time being. It served me well in the Route 230 blog. Perhaps I will start writing in notes longer than 140 characters again.
Sharing for this blog as of this moment (unlike Route 230) is straight through WordPress. I’ve been using dlvr.it. WordPress allows direct sharing to Facebook & LinkedIn as well, although if I recall correctly, I have Twitter feeding those other places. Perhaps a direct feed to each is better?
And no, I am not moving away from Apple products; just moving onto the iCloud. The cloud has been good to me. I am a big user of Dropbox, occasionally user of SugarSync, and a big fan of Google Docs for collaborations personal and professional.