Local Heart, Global Soul

April 19, 2014

Set Up Your Easel And Paint Me A Picture Of Place Du Tertre…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

After leaving the peace and relative quiet of Le Parc de la Turlure behind the Basilica of the Sacré-Cœur, I’m passing by the tourists who are walking up the various sets of steps up the hill on their way to the Sacré Cœur.

I back-track a little bit as I take the road that goes completely around the back of the Basilica,  a few streets further and I’m already at my next destination.

It’s a little square perched on the side of the hill, here are mostly shops, cafés and restaurants at ground level with apartments above.

The day I visited was a sunny spring day in 2009, the place was heaving with tourists and the crowding on the street made worse because  in one restaurant a film crew are filming: their equipment is stacked on the street, microphones on poles are over their heads, the film crew are trying to work as the tourists try and squeeze past,  it’s probably just “another day as usual”  in Place de Tertre.

The Place du Tertre is a square made famous over a century ago by the struggling artists who used to live here. Picasso was one of a long list of names and it’s a place where then as now, easels were commonplace on the pavement as the artists worked. I had intended to go today to “Place du Tertre L’Espace Salvador Dalí”  which is just around the corner, it was recommended to me because it has an excellent collection of  Salvador Dalí’s drawings and sculptures but I spent longer in the Le Parc de la Turlure than I had intended and now the film crew and the crush of tourists have made walking so slow that I think I will come back to the Dali museum on a future trip when I have more time. I’m due to meet up with my American friends in a little while so content myself with checking out the artwork on the easels for sale.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

The film crew on the street with their equipment… vying with the passing tourists…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

 

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