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Events: Dynamo Exhibition

 

 

I never went to museums in LA cus I never had time, so I plan on visiting as many shows as I can and snapping all the street art around here. Over the weekend I went to see Dynamo at the Grand Palais. I read great things about it and love contemporary shit.

It was titled “A Century of Light and Movement in Art, 1913-2013.” and featured nearly 170 different artist. So if you can imagine, it was HUGE, a good 2-3 hour activity. It exhibited concepts of vision, space, light and movement. Now, I’m not gonna say what it all meant because art should be interpreted by the viewer, plus a lot of times the description below the piece says something totally out of my comprehension (let’s be honest), plus I’m not an art curator. I will say though, that some pieces made me feel like I was on drugs and a lot of things were interactive, which was very special.

One thing that did stick out to me was this film rolling in a room. All there was, was a camera and the light shinning on a big white projector. I stood there for 15mins to watch. People kept coming in and out because the movie wouldn’t “start”. It was blank. BUT the point of it was for you to make your own movement in front of the projecting light… like a duck with your fingers, or a flying bird with both your hands (mine looked like a dog with no ears, meaning a big circle). NO one participated except children. All of the adults walked in, waited 10 seconds and walked out. All the children that walked in had a fucken blast with the machine. Adults are so boring!! It was a great observation of how kids have fun with the simplest things… which we should all try to practice as we get older.

Totally worth my 13 euros. A few photos out of a billion things to see there below:

 

 

 

 

How one object/shape can be repeated multiple times to give different results.

 

 

Dynamo

10 April 2013 to 22 July 2013

GRAND PALAIS
3, avenue du Général Eisenhower
75008 Paris

 

*Photos: Allison

Thoughts: Moving To Paris

 

“Wouldn’t it be crazy if I just quit my job and move to Paris?”

 

My whole life I’ve been the “perfect” child. Not that my siblings are unperfect or bad, but as the oldest, there’s always so much pressure to do things right. Also, as the first child everything is a big deal “Honey, the baby is crying… let’s call the doctor.”… (The second child) “Honey, the baby’s bleeding. Her brother hit her tooth with the baseball bat, but she fine”.

I’ve always done everything by the book. Straight A’s in school, no drugs, didn’t get pregnant in high school, no gangs. Went to college, graduated with honors. Got a great career, make good money. Never been to jail or woken up in TJ half naked. I’ve had a pretty good life, a really great life, given that I was born in Compton and we were really poor with a single mom. I’ve wanted the best and got the best through a lot of hard work. But all those fun, crazy, all-night, “screw-it” moments growing up and throughout college… I’ve had less of those…

So what’s more important in life? Being successful or having fun? Making good money or making good memories? Being a great role model to your family or enjoying your youth? Though I believe it’s a little of both, balance and maturity, why are we so quick to grow up?

When we’re 18, we can’t wait to be 21. When we’re in college, we can’t wait to graduate. When we’re working, we can’t wait to get married. When we’re married we can’t wait to have a baby. You’re always missing living in the moment because you’re too busy preparing for the next moment. Isn’t that weird?

Maybe it’s because I’m a Pisces or maybe it’s because I’m always doing what I’m “suppose” to do… but I day dream a lot.  Some things are stupid like “I’m gonna rent a helicopter and drop powdered donuts on Christmas Eve (because it never snows in California)” to big ideas like, ““Wouldn’t it be crazy if I just quit my job and move to Paris?” But again, my balls aren’t usually big enough, and I just live patiently.

Well guess what? MY BALLS GREW! You ever get that question… “What would you do if money wasn’t a variable?”…. Yea, I fucken hate that question too because we all have to pay bills (duh). But it’s true, we all wanna do things, things are fun. And for me, I’ve always wanted to go to culinary school. I’ve been working in the food industry with really great food brands for the last 5 yrs and have taken different courses here and there… but nothing like enrolling full time. Again… cus I had bills to pay, responsibilities, family etc etc… By the same token, I’ve been fascinated by France since I was young.

But it wasn’t until last year that I asked my self “But why CANT you do it?” So I made a list (I like lists). “Pros” vs. “Cons”… What can I lose through an experience like this versus what can I gain.

So for a whole year I planned.  I researched, saved money, made tons of phone calls, asked for advice… I gave myself a timeline. “By X day I have to save X amount of money and know X amount of things”. It’s weird how things can happen with a little research and a little patience.

And after a wholeeee year of patience, I accomplished my goal! I had saved enough money and had learned enough about my career to make a decision. Now you start off at the bottom and you see this hiiiiiigh mountain peek of where you want to go next. You climb, sweat, fall, climb again, and keep climbing. You fiiiiinally make it aaaalllllll the way to the top. I made it to the top! Now all I had to do was JUMP.

I can finally say that one of my dreams is coming true. I jumped. I said good-bye to my corporate agency last week, I’m packing all my stuff and I‘m moving to Paris. I will be partaking in a culinary program and working in pastry for the rest of the year.

For the first time in my life I’m taking a leap of faith, following my heart, trusting my gut.  It’s gonna be hard, I’m scared, I’ve cried cus I’ll miss my family/friends, but I’m doing it for me. ME, ME, ME. And I feel really good about it.

I’m thankful for this opportunity and all the support I’ve been receiving. You never know where life might take you, but I truly believe that it always takes you down the road you’re meant to go in.

So I officially raise my glass to the beginning of a new chapter in my life! Cheers!

 

Paris: La Patisserie Des Reves

 

La Pâtisserie des Rêves, literally means The Pastry Shop of Dreams and it’s exactly that. Walking in, you transfer yourself into a pastry shop of the future. Yes, you have your traditional shops like Laduree or Pierre Hermes… but none compare to this one esthetically.

This time I was in Paris, I was solely there for food : ) I went one cold (I mean freezing) Tuesday afternoon after visiting Versailles. And I’m not gonna lie, the cold turns me into the Hulk… I’m angry and I want to destroy everything. So what better way to bring me back to life than some pastries.

The automatic sliding doors lead you into a chamber of the most beautiful pastries. The majority of the room is taken up by two towering circular tables that hold glass vessels suspended by metallic wires from the ceiling. And each glass vessel houses a parisian masterpiece. People bend down and glaze through each dome to observe the carefully created desserts as if they were diamonds.

Let’s face it, France is super traditional, strict and into their ways, that when a shop takes a risk and goes balls out to try something different, THAT’S impressive to me! Some say the shop is a bit cold, I think it’s groovy baby.

And even after you’re taken over by all the magic the shop has to offer… you wonder if the pastries live up to the shop. Because you know, sometimes you mean a man/woman and they’re gorgeous… beautiful face, nice body, great hair, straight teeth…. and you think to yourself “No way can this guy not be a douchebag”…. or “No way this guy doesn’t have babies, a crazy ex-girlfriend, and a criminal past… too good to be true”… No? Just me?

Anyways, they’ve won many awards and everything I had there was orgasmic. So, so, so good….

You must visit their website and watch some of the videos on how they create some of these recipes. Inside-Out Eclair? Hello!

 

 

St. Honore

 

This is NOT an apple. But I won’t tell you what’s inside. It’s like ruining the ending of a movie…

 

 

 

The inside-out éclair and the six-sided Paris-Bresté

 

 

 

 

 

La Patisserie Des Reves

93, rue du Bac 75007 PARIS

 

 

*Photos: Allison

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