Have just about recovered from Sunday night’s marathon coach journey back to Grand Bretagne, which included a 2 hour wait at Calais (fun). We tried to pack in as much as possible into our whistlestop trip to Paris, and it was more a trip for inspiration rather than anything else due to my chronic lack of funds. We started off at the Sonia Rykiel exhibition at Les Arts Decoratifs, a 40 year retrospective of her work, which was the cultural highlight of the trip. I loved seeing how her work progressed and the element of fun she has in her collections, models cheerfully skipping down the runways wearing berets. It was useful the different techniques involved close-up, there was a lot of frantic sketching going on as I tried to work out how the stitch patterns were produced.. Once I’d been around a few times, and knew that I had nothing to lose, the covert photography commenced:
Also went to Colette, a ‘happening’ concept store with house music blaring, and numerous trend magazines. Oh, and clothes as well. This time I had to take a secret film, not the best quality, but you get the idea.
This vintage shop was amazing, yet expensive (the elusive €600 Chanel Bag appears yet again), but my friend did manage to get an Hermes scarf for €30 because the owner didn’t notice the small-print logo.
Anyways, now I must get back to the real world, where inspration is not found on every corner, where cocktails are not €14 and where people don’t follow you onto various forms of public transport. I have an imminent driving lesson, knitted sample deadline and tip of a room to sort out, as well as working out how to channel this crazy amount of inspiration.
Till the next post of ramblings.