Just back from a weekend avoiding the Royal Wedding in a nice Republican country. In fact I calculate that at the moment the couple were saying their vows, I was in Place de la Bastille passing a large shiny monument to the French Revolution (and we all know how that turned out…) Not that I wish K&W any ill will, but if the country had been shut down for a snow day or transport strike rather than a Royal Wedding, we’d all be talking about how much money the country had lost by not being at work. And don’t even get me started on the cost to us self employed of this disruption to offices being closed and children being off school…
On the plus side, it was a chance to indulge in some flânerie, and I was overjoyed to happen upon some particularly beautiful expressions of the anarchic spirit in the form of Paris’ healthy graff scene in the 20e arr. And strangely moved by their ephemeral nature. Read the rest of this entry »