One remember the strange dream I had about Modigliani as I was testing the apartment 54 for Apartrental. Its the second time I had this kind of mission in Paris en could enjoy the trip. Most of the time I live in the "France profonde" "deep France", near the Loire and its numerous Castles. I already had a stay rue Brisemiche near the Centre George Pompidou and told my story on this blog. A real story that keeps me alive and conscious in Paris, her memory, her culture. Paris, a ship of Lights and of sensitivity.
I had to write in english to train a litle, to speak the language of the world. I was know occupying an apartment in that was the nearest possible of the rue de la Grande Chaumière 6th arrondissement. There is supposed to have taken place my dream. A dream I already had when I was at home, in the contry. In the 5th, 6th and 7th arrondissement. This dream means a lot to me. It isn't only erotic. It means that my job in the contry is going to fertilize the facinating secrets of Paris artistic life. It could be written rue de l'échaudé. I still have to translate this post in which sexe seems to be the most important thing, if I except the encounter between Jarry and Apollinaire. But I would rather pick a large and beautiful apartment in a street with a painter's name. Braque for exemple. Let's try it. Near the Park Montsouris, the apartment gives on a vast very calm interior garden with songs of birds, informs the notice. Good, and high speed internet too, to keep in touch, dear reader, to be continued.