You can see the metro from your Belleville window, and as soon as the Bobos taking their kids to school clear off, you’ll stop by the Le Président for a nêm au porc: cheap and nutritious, the perfect breakfast. All the pain au choc’ and croissants will have been sold out by the time you emerge from your appart’ anyway. You tuck the right leg of your pants into your sock and hoist your bike onto your shoulder. You’re on your way to your shared atelier in Saint Ouen. Sure, it’s a pain to get to, especially on the bike – especially since the seat fell off (you really need to get that fixed) – but ever since you switched to ceramics you’ve been tellement inspiré, like you haven’t been in years. The collective show you did in Brussels last month went well… well… well, you would say in comparison to others. You managed to sell a piece but the gallery kept more than you think is fair. They always do. Still, the gallery served a really nice Sancerre at the vernissage – a nice break from of your usual lower-than-Kronenbourg-in-a-can beer. Although, honestly, the taste isn’t so bad and drinking it is also kind of a comment in and of itself. It’s a fun dialogue between pretending and consumption that you sometimes hope comes through in your work, although your friends do appreciate the occasional Champagne splurge whenever you sell something. You’re very much into the manipulation of bodies lately, and you’ve spent practically the whole week at Musée de la Chasse et Nature. Thank god you’re an artist and get free access to museums. Paris is the only city in the world that understands la vie creatif, and as long as that continues, so will you.
Our favourite places to spot a Creative
Text: Rooksana Hossenally. The Jardin de Ruisseau, a well-kept secret, is a little haven of peace and quiet blossoms quietly under a bridge by a disused railway in the Porte de Clignancourt area. Far from the madding crowds, gardenless Parisians will be pleased to be able to retreat to a pretty oasis of blooming flowers… Read more
Text: Jill Pope Image: Alain Bachellier There’s nothing quite like waking up at a civilised hour on a Sunday morning and heading to the market to get inspired for something to put on the stove for dinner that night. Bastille market is my favourite Sunday market, mainly because it means I can justify having one… Read more
Text: Emily Ruck Keene Image: Luciano Guelfi I’d been past this place so many times on my bike and wondered at the long lines of predominantly Asian and American tourists standing outside, but never once had I dismounted to investigate the Sainte Chapelle, perhaps because of her transitory position on the Ile de la Cité,… Read more
Text: Caroline Harrap Image: Alexandre Duret-Lutz There’s a surprising number of English-language bookshops to be found around Paris that are just as enchanting as their French counterparts – and perfect for when you’re sick of struggling through the passé simple. Shakespeare & Co 37 rue de la Bucherie, 5th Métro St Michel Open 10am –… Read more
Image: Timothy Mason Batignolles in the 17th arrondissement used to sit outside the Paris city limits and the neighbourhood has retained the village-like lifestyle with cute boutiques, leafy streets and a local community passionate about their area. One of the best places to experience the charm of this district is the bio (organic) market held… Read more