#flaneuse

[galina]

Public water fountains in Paris making me swoon

[dk-thrive]

Why do I walk? I walk because I like it. I like the rhythm of it, my shadow always a little ahead of me on the pavement. I like being able to stop when I like, to lean against a building and make a note in my journal, or read an email, or send a text message, and for the world to stop while I do it. Walking, paradoxically, allows for the possibility of stillness.

— Lauren Elkin, Flâneuse: Women Walk the City in Paris, New York, Tokyo, Venice and London (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, February 28, 2017)

[etretesyeux]

"for months I followed strangers on the street. for the pleasure of following them, not because they particularly interested me. I photographed them without their knowledge, took note of their movements, then finally lost sight of them and forgot them. at the end of january 1980, on the streets of paris, I followed a man whom I lost sight of a few minutes later in the crowd. that very evening, quite by chance, he was introduced to me at an opening. during the course of our conversation, he told me he was planning an imminent trip to venice. I decided to follow him."  suite venitienne, 1980, sophie calle

[rgr-pop]

great video great song very hey jealousy

[less-ismore]

Germaine Dulac, Celles qui s'en font (film still), 1930. (Youtube)

Two-part film presented as Dulac’s “cinegraphic impressions” based on two French realist song recordings made famous by Fréhel in this discophilic age: “Toute seule” (All alone) and “À la dérive” (Drifting). “

[crawlingbetweenearthandheaven]

Scenes from Sophie Calle’s Suite Vénitienne:

For months I followed strangers on the street. For the pleasure of following them, not because they particularly interested me. I photographed them without their knowledge, took note of their movements, then finally lost sight of them and forgot them. At the end of January 1980, on the streets of Paris, I followed a man whom I lost sight of a few minutes later in the crowd. That very evening, quite by chance, he was introduced to me at an opening. During the course of our conversation, he told me he was planning an imminent trip to Venice. I decided to follow him.  (Calle and Baudrillard 1988, p.2.)

[grimdarkacademia]

I like walking because it is slow, and I suspect that the mind, like the feet, works at about three miles an hour. If this is so, then modern life is moving faster than the speed of thought or thoughtfulness.

Rebecca Solnit, “Wanderlust: A History of Walking”

[domesticflight]