Mesh Street-Funk, Paris

5 in 1, Paris

Dr Cruella de Neon, Paris

Cruella de Ville, the well known 101 Dalmatians villain, had been struggling more and more with those darn PETA activists and their paint flying in the air, seemingly in slow motion, towards her priceless fur pieces. Eventually it just became to much for Cruella, that was when: She Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Paint-Bomb. 

Bill Cunningham, Paris

Mr Cunningham, soon after retiring from his radio talk show he began taking courses at the infamous clown school: Ecole Jaques Le Coq. He took to clowning-about like a duck to holy water.
He now travels the fashion scene as 'the entertainment' after the runway show, but as far as I'm concerned he is better than the show. After this years Victor & Rolf show in Paris, he did a 15 minute mime piece that had Donatella weeping half the time and laughing for the other half, other emotions might have been involved but it was difficult to tell.
Bill isn't even close to throwing in the towel and retiring into a life in luxury with a lithe playboy bunny. He is being billed as the main attraction of the new Cirque de Soleil event: OLDNESS. The show taps into a large market of retired clowns and performance artists and is projected to do well in the economic downturn, with retired clowns asking only half the price of their young counterparts.

When I think I have accomplished something with this blog I just think about Bill and how much he has done through his life. It is then that I realise that I have 50 or so years still to go and I'm terrified of the thought of blogger not existing in the future. Hold me Bill… hold me...

What it Feels Like for a Girl, Paris

World Aids Day

I just couldn't go through World Aids Day without making a tribute post for it. It's important to remember the impact of AIDS on the world, especially in the developing world.

On the Street… Polka Hat, Paris

I met Bernd years ago when he was still teaching his amateur water-colour course on Rue St. Honoré. He always had the most amazing knack of adding one, or two, or even three zany accessories that really made him stand out of the crowd, perhaps explode is a better word.
I was an eager student and absorbed everything I could from Bernd. Over the years I stepped up the ladder of competitive water-colour painting. Bernd trained me to my peak - European Amateur Speed Water-colour Artist of 2005. It was then, sadly, that my blog began to pic up and I haven't thought about painting since. Not till I saw Bernd in a halo of smoke on my last trip to Paris. He did a good job at trying to get me into the break-neck world of speed painting, but alas I feel that I've gotten too old for that.

On the Street…. Soft Serve, Paris

On the Street….After Life, Paris

If you have ever wondered what I do in order to create some of the images in this blog, take a look at the video below. Set to a Prada-toe-tapping tune by Belle & Sebastian, I create the above image in a little under an hour.

On the Street….Tuileries Fluff, Paris

Sometimes things just aren't as big as they are supposed to be…

I've been plagued by that for years and spent (rather unsuccessfully) more money than I'd care to admit, but I digress. If you want to see my images in their full quality, just click on one to see it in its full glorious resolution.