Nine Pictures from Villefranche

So we nipped over for a long weekend in Villefranche (Cote d’Azur), to meet with our Canadian Cousins, just off the back of some business in Nice. Fabulousness was had –  nothing but – and here are precisely nine pictures which say something of the time:

1. Increasingly I’m a spotter of ‘signs with something other to say’, and was lucky enough to catch this Rothko-esque lovely before the whole thing was replaced (by four – four – workmen) the following day. I say Rothko, but there’s a touch of the Gerhard Richter about the central panel too. Either way, what a way to present anyone’s potential experience.

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2. Re-familiarising ourselves (this was Visit 3, and there will be more) with the bay of VF as it bends, we came across a ready-made  for a probably up-coming Picture Window print work. I should say this is the toppermost visage of the Carpaccio restaurant, where we chose to eat for our last meal together. Grand!

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3. The weekend was all about the bougainvillea. How its leaves become other flowers’ petals; everywhere, sporadically, and too much sometimes to look upon.

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4. These recent weeks – Fisher Lane followers – have of course been the weeks of Found Poems. My finding is found in most particular ways, for sure, but here’s a purist’s entry. I lurve the last line of both verses. Really, join me in relishing both. Lovely stuff.

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5. Framing the sky in the houses. I’ve been a little pixie-ish in lobbing a filter over this one, as the raw photo alone made my point and a point of those angles – but it (the filter) popped out a quite rakish keyline about the blue river of sky overhead, and I like that, painterly.

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6. Any coastal diversions from the ubiquitous K1664 and the green machine are welcome, and whilst hardly esoteric, and not even un-part of the business, it’s always nice to come across a Karlsbrau now and then. I worked with their Alsacien brewers in Saverne about a hundred years ago, and seeing the brand makes me remember to be glad of the things I got to do. Well, this one was gladly had in Cap Ferrat, in a harbourside restaurant where I came this close to accidentally ordering a hideous fish. Chin-chin!

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7. Bentleys, Ferraris and Rollers and blah – I found my dream machine in this tidily tightened and whitened Ford Transit. Beauty, aint she? Imagine the adventures!

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8. And on a similar theme of making ones choices in the glare of glamour, here’s a snap of my favourite shop window display in the whole of Monte Carlo (20 mins by train from VF). Look at those escutcheons. I’m a sucker for an escutcheon. There’s even a rusted one on display, see?

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9. Finally, another lovely motor. This one’s a Chevrolet Camaro RS Convertible. 1967? I dunno, I can’t say for sure at this distance from Monaco now, but know that it had all four of us snapping away at its parked-up postures, all at once together. I got a little whoozy over the blue paintwork. As anyone would. Really, as anyone would.

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And so mainly that was much of our visit to Villefranche with our family and friends from far away.

 

 

 

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About Stevie Mitchell

I come from a long line of cartoons and beer. I was once peed on by a tiger. Hoping the resultant super-powers are yet to come, cos if these are they, then, grrrr....
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