Student journal: coming in paris, and glimpsing the ghosts of protests past

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Paris street at sunset Rue

au Maire at sunset. This 3rd arrondissement

street leads

past four Chinese restaurants, “Baghdad

Café,” along with a laundry mat to some Vietnamese

restaurant.

(Photos

by Gene Tempest except where noted)

Coming in Paris, and glimpsing the ghosts of protests

past

By Gene Tempest 7

This summer 2006

About Student Journal 2006

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PARIS – I moved into 76 Rue plusieurs Gravilliers at noon

on June 5.

Rue plusieurs Gravilliers is among individuals narrow,

perfect Parisian roads — that one within the

3rd arrondissement — on for you to live

well by never departing. It features a butcher whose crispy

chickens roast outdoors, a loaves of bread with fresh baguettes

and unmanageably large macaroons, a fruit stand with

ripe melons and figs larger than a baby’s fist and

much sweeter, too. It’s many cafés, tabacs,

and Chinese restaurants, a classy bar somewhat oddly

named "Andy Wahloo," Iraqi and Moroccan

sit-lower places, a Greek sandwich stand, handbag

stores and galleries … Rue plusieurs Gravilliers

speaks Chinese (Mandarin and Cantonese both), Vietnamese,

French, accented French, and — some late Friday

nights when my neighbors are finishing their revelry — Rue

plusieurs Gravilliers sings accented but honest and well-meaning

Michael Jackson songs.

I understood at the same time the street was filled with magic

and promise my agenda, however, was terrifyingly

blank.

I’d arrived at Paris to analyze my History senior

thesis, "Anti-Nazism and also the Atelier Populaire:

The Memory of Nazi Collaboration within the Posters of

Mai ’68." My project needed which i interview

artists who, almost 4 decades ago, occupied their

art schools and printed a large number of posters during

in france they form of the worldwide student and

worker unrest from the late 1960s. Oh, Used to do possess a

couple things written on my small calendar — "leave

SFO," "arrive CDG" after which, in blue

ink, "apartment, 12h00" — although not

anything else.

 Gene Tempest sitting at laptop

The writer at the office on

a job interview guide in her own apartment. (Morgan

Gilman photo)

The Humanities et Métiers

metro stop is the easiest method to get to 76

Rue plusieurs Gravilliers.

No. 76 is alongside a Chinese

restaurant along with a handbag store.

 Ground floor of building

The floor floor, or rez

de chaussée.

 Blue door inside stairwell

Nowhere door around the

third floor.

  Apartment interior

The apartment’s

primary room. Visible rafters are among the special gems

of old Paris.

Today, almost per month later, my little navy pocket

calendar, a Christmas gift from Condition Farm insurance

agent Janet A Rumph of Texas, is filled with appointments

and interview occasions, coffee dates and dinners, buddies

departing and coming, World Cup matches and scores,

and, every Friday, an email the Louvre is free of charge

from 18h00 to 22h00 for individuals under 26 years

old.

But none of them of those things have been written lower when

I was before my blue apartment door for that

very first time. My landlord, Monsieur B., opened up the

door and that i discovered that it’s only blue around the

outdoors. Actually, all of the doorways within my building are

blue. Around the bottom floor, the tenant has hung just a little

red glitter star on his door. Nowhere door around the

second floor includes a peephole, and it is tenant, I’d

later learn, frequently plays keyboards, smokes marijuana,

leaving his under garments on his window ledge.

Monsieur B. is among individuals men that, towards the youthful,

will be of ambiguous age. Possibly in the mid-40s,

possibly in the early 60s, he shook my hands after which

got me into my new house.

The apartment is really a studio, as well as on the rear of the

blue door, that is cream-colored, there’s a poster

in the French discharge of "Walk the road.Inch It

shows Joaquin Phoenix and Reese Witherspoon, and

reads "DU FEU DANS L’ensemble des VEINES." It had been

left through the previous tenant, a singer from Canada.

She also left out a magazine around the Moscow art fair, "A

Shopper’s Help guide to Paris Fashion," a play (Molière’s "L’Avare"),

emergency phone figures for that 3rd arrondissement,

two packets of oatmeal, that we later ate, and a few

coffee, that we later drank. It’s strange to consider

that, before me, she resided here. Apartments are simply

shells, I guess, however they never appear like shells

whenever you reside in them. They’re always homes then.

I actually do question things i leaves or forget here, and

the way i can change the area, and just how it’s altered

me.

The primary room, a bed room-living-room-dining-room-office,

was introduced at great length. Monsieur B. asked

me to unfold the futon two times. Then he provided very

serious suggestions about the potential pairings of sheets

and pillow cases. "You will need to pair this

sheet with this particular pillow cover," he stated, extricating

continents of earth-colored cloth in the closet.

His brow furrowed. "Unless of course you need to make use of this

type of pillow, by which situation you will need to use

another sheet. The thing is?Inch

That first night I selected a stroll. I selected a

walk to leave in to the city just a little, and also to forget

my already-suffocating academic anxieties. Research

will start tomorrow, I told myself.

But darling Paris is really a gracious hostess! Research

started, informally and perfectly, that night. In her own

great generosity, Paris provided two posters along with a

graffito (scroll below to determine pictures). The 3

were direct descendants of 1968.

One poster reused the fist in the manner the 68ers

had attracted it. Another poster, from the CPE (a

fight by which students struck and brought the confused

American press make comparisons to 1968), is really a re-interpretation

from the famous "Sois Jeune et Tais Toi" ("Be

Youthful and Shut Up") poster.

The graffito read "CRS SS." This code

was written on walls in 1968, yelled

at protests, and printed on posters. The CRS were

and therefore are in france they riot police the SS were the Nazi

storm troopers. Such associations backward and forward

were precisely what I’d arrived at Paris to research.

Walking the roads of Paris — well, you are able to

Have the History. It’s almost creepy, like knowing

that the couple of days ago my apartment wasn’t MY apartment

however the apartment of the Canadian singer, who lives

here still in her own oatmeal and books on Moscow.

Paris is Memory, and Parisian walls clearly still

recall the posters of 1968.

Above:

"Against

repression, browse the newspaper ‘Le Secours

Rouge’ [The Red Savior]!" These posters

reuse the fist because the 68ers came it. The

style which emerged in 1968 from technical

limitations continues to be popular.

Left:

Détournement is

a practically untranslatable Situationist

word, meaning, possibly, "to

turn something around."

It takes the appropriation and reuse of

a picture for other purposes than individuals initially

intended. Here, the famous 1968 poster "Sois

Jeune et Tais Toi" ("Be Youthful and

Shut Up") can be used with this spring’s

combat the Contrat Première

Embauche, or CPE. Within the original, De Gaulle

muffled students here First Minister Dominique

de Villepin, advocate for that CPE, has replaced

De Gaulle.

Left:

This CRS (Compagnies Républicaines de Sécurité) and

SS (Schutzstaffel) graffito at 33 Rue du Temple is really a direct descendent

of 1968. Similar graffiti might be based in the Latin quarter as well as on several

posters in May and June almost 4 decades ago. Denouncing the "fascist" character

from the forces of order would be a typical late-1960s outcry.

Resourse: http://berkeley.edu/news/media/releases/2006/07/

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