Showing posts with label miam-miam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label miam-miam. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

This was going to be a post on cafe tables... There are an awful lot of cafe tables...In Paris... In fact there are a lot of round/rond things in Paris. And Parisiens adore them unreservedly like this pool in the Palais Royal...
The Parisien macaron is a prime example of abject adoration of rond-ness.
It makes perfect sense that the cupcake would also be the recipient of mass adoration...
Lunettes rond? Bien sur. Absolutement essential.
Velos=rond. Parfait.
Heavens there is even a Rond Point on the Champs Elysees!
Guerlain Meterites Perles = macquillage parfait pour les femmes francaises
YSL adored the rond shape sprinkling it on this delightful frock...
Rond Cs on these Chanel buttons=absolutement parfait.
Tartes up the whazoo in Paris=rond aussi.
Another trendy gateaux is the 'cake' (pronounced 'keck') or loaf as we call it. What do Parisiens place on top of this rectangle? A citron rond evidemment.
OK, there is no denying Parisens adore also unreservedly their quite vertical Eiffel Tower. What is one to make of this? A little variety is the spice of life non? Is adoration of the female breast the root of all this rond-ness?
Hmmm....
All this rather complex in depth research has made me aware that I love to paint round things. And that must be why I love Paris non?
I'm making an effort to use the lessons learned in the Maine workshop last week. Thumbnails first!
A Priori The, watercolor, 9" x 11"
I'm using new watercolor paper, new palette and new colors...
A Priori The, watercolor, 9" x 11"

All done/terminee
Bonjour Rondes de Paris!

Friday, July 2, 2010

Are you off barbecuing your breakfast somewhere nice today? Or are you stuck at home catching up on painting homework or whatever. I thought I'd take you off on a nice outing to Petersham Nurseries. Believe me you could do far worse and there's no traffic to fight etc. They have huge sheds filled to the limit with treasures you will instantly want to own. Like these glorious over size pots. Does one HAVE to have a garden to own these? Is it obligatory?A tree trunk table. I so need this!!! Who knew?Every place your eye lands there are divine little still life setups.Someone here is a painter, that's for sure...

Vases to your hearts content...
I'm a sucker for little decorative birds.
I picked up at least 4 this trip, including one in a Paris florist shop, where the vendeuse caught me trying to unscrew the bird from a giant stone meant to plunk in your garden.
She quickly snatched the stone away and started screwing the decorative bird back in madly.
I said, "I would like to buy the bird"
She said, "You can not"
I said, "It's OK. I'll buy the (^%$#@) stone too"
She begrudgingly sold me the bird and stone. I handed the stone back to her minus the bird and skipped out of the shop.
Tee-hee :)
They are not so uptight at Petersham Nurseries and let me buy just the bird minus the metal flower pot. It turns out the bird originates from France. I must have Frenchie taste...
This is your average Petersham Nurseries customer. If you're planning on a visit try to get a hold of a dog or three...
I took a minty tea in the caf, but the restaurant is famous, full of celebs and not easy to get a reservation in. The waitresses all wear gumboots nonetheless because of the dirt floors...
Their cookbooks by Aussie chef Skye Gynge are reknown. Very locavore-oriented with all the produce coming from their gardens and quite inventive too.
Ah...the gardens miam/YUM
When departing, it's advised you walk along the tow path back into Richmond following the river. You'll save on gas and avoid noxious car fumes irritating to the neighbors who could raise a fuss...
Why not an afternoon tea on a barge parked near the path..?
Your colorful train awaits you in Richmond station. Mine did not because it was a Sunday and I had to take a 'replacement' bus which is another story...
Meanwhile back at the Chelsea Arts Club, the awful truth has come out about so-called Tom, the resident cat. Hmmm..
Caroline R, a CAC board member and all around well informed writer has let me know that the cat is a a bit of a scallywag. Not only is Tom not Tom, but there have been many deceptions.
Me:oh I meant Tom, the CAC cat..
CR:He died.
Me:What? Well I was sleeping with someone. I mean a club cat. I wonder who it was if not Tom?
CR:They got in 2 ginger brothers.
Bubble and Squeak.
Bubble dashed into the road to his death.
'Squeak', is a large rangy cat with white paws, holds court in the billiard room.
Me:So he sleeps around and uses alliases?
CR:I'm told Squeak is very obliging in that respect.
Me:I'm feeling rather bruised and abused here, led astray it seems.
CR: Two can play at that game. You must make overtures to other cats if you haven't already...
So much for British good sense.
HMPH
Chelsea Arts Club exhibit Granted Tom aka Squeak did a very good job assisting me prepare for the exhibit AND he sold all 15 watercolors. A sellout show! I'm pleased as punch. All is forgiven Tom or whatever your name is.
I'm happy to report the Petersham bird is behaving himself and doing exactly what he's meant to. Which is sit in teacups and macaron boxes whilst I photograph him for future watercolors - not a hard life really...
PS
Thank you PBers for your kind comments yesterday!
BONJOUR FOURTH OF JULY PBers!!!
More Petersham here
and here at Pigtown

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

More hot tips today on how the French Fem does it PBers...

In Paris last month, I spotted Jamie Cat Callan's book, French Women Don't Sleep Alone at W.H.Smith's and took note.
I met charmer Jamie at a Champagne party for francophile bloggers last January...
Now I'm enthralled with her book - a kind of memoire-report on Frenchie fem dos and don'ts. The intro focuses on the influence of Jamie's French grandmere. Always dressed to perfection - hat, gloves, stockings, high heels, Grandmere was quite demanding of Jamie.
A bit of a cool cucumber too...
Yet Jamie's French grandmother, in her hay day was a vaudville dancer and singer not unlike writer, Colette! How do you like them pommes/apples?
Jamie's book is full of anacdotal tips she picked up while living and traveling in France on how French women do it.
How they get their man!
Certainment lingerie plays an important role in the seduction process. I remember French Girl dragging me down to Printemp's new lingerie department. She was practically drooling over the goodies.
I was very ho-hum.
Give me a good patisserie like Blé Sucré anyday.
I do get the lingerie look worn on the outside - pale pink ruffles paired with a biker-Michael Jackson leather jacket...
But going into Chantal Thomass' grand emporium of ultra fine scraps of chiffon I've yet to conquer...
I'm probably too American, too puritanical or too something. I refuse to shell out buckets of euros on a couple of triangles unless it's for a chausson au pomme.
Miam-miam

Back to Jamie's book - evidently a surefire winner with les mecs/guys is the combo of boots and skirt and I have the photos to prove it.
Jamie says, the French girl does not date.

She throws a dinner party instead.

Mon dieu!

Where are my cookbooks?

Love this French couple in the Palais-Royal don't you?


Guess what?

W.H.Smith thinks Jamie is FAB.

They've invited her to Paris to promote the new SATC 2!
Quelle lucky duck!

Must start wearing boots and skirts...
Must learn to love lingerie...

Must, must, must start cooking!

~

Key$a says it all in Boots N boys

Boots and boys (Boots and boys)
They bring me so much joy (Bring me joy)
I gotta sing it
I wear 'em both so pretty
As I walk in the city

BONJOUR BOOTS N BOYS!!

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