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In trying to figure out what to do for my urban assignment for architecture class I thought that I would paint my Tintin figurine to look like me and then start taking the tourist photos that I haven’t been able to get of myself because I am constantly wandering off alone. After getting bored with…
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Yesterday for Armistice day I went to the center of town to see what the French did to celebrate the end of WWI. I noticed lots of pretty outfits. A woman was speaking but I couldn’t figure out from where. Just noise from speakers. For some reason gendarmes in full riot gear with sheilds stood…
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In the gallery of the Machines de l’île they had more of their steampunk creations that are intened to be part of a three story carrousel of sea creatures. [Nothing less would be expected from the city that is the birth place of Jules Verne.] But as they reach their point of completing all the…
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I spent the weekend in Nantes with a few of the other American students. I wish we had had more time in which to explore this city. Unlike Rennes it is larger, but yet it as well seemed to be more modern in an industrial sense which led to this beautiful atmosphere of post industrial…
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Oil on cardboard. I have been loving this pairing since the cardboard soaks up the first few layers of oil paint I can lay down some nice intial rough layers without having to wait forever for it to dry before continuing on. I haven’t painted anything focusing on the figure for years and after reading…
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Saturday market in Rennes. I head to the market late and come across this lady grinding her organ and singing Padam Padam. I have to say that I love the French clichés.
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After going to the antiques market on the outside of the covered market of Les Halles every Thursday for weeks I have finally found my first treasure within my price range. A silver teacup and saucer for only 5 euros. When I asked price I was so surprised than I asked the price back to…
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Another slightly overcast day with hints of sun breaking through for only short moments, I decided to return to the café with the soup and tartines. I wanted the same table with the chessboard painted on it, but my banker was having her lunch there. Again. Must be her regular spot. Instead I take the…
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With the accordion festival in town the one show I wanted to catch was the burlesque show, but as I stand in line to get my ticket I soon find that it isn’t the line for tickets but the line for people with tickets and that the show had already sold out. I tried to…
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While at the Saturday market I was handed a flier by some man who weaved through a few people to give it to me. Profiled as artist. It was for a two day exhibition of art and music. An artist collective community of warehouses decorated in art. Buildings falling apart and being rebuilt with art.…
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