paint poker night white

repainting
back to white

the only thing worse than painting a room with double vaulted ceilings a shade of blue verging on black is painting it back white when you move out. happily it only took one coat and a few touch ups because i splurged for the pricey paint. this past weekend also included a lively poker night, replete with red wine and white russians, to make up for the three days of painting. yes this means i’m back to documenting the near past, but this summer’s festivities aren’t done being cataloged, so the next post will jump back in time again.

poker night

c'est pas d'la menthe a l'eau

bubbles!

the same weekend that i went for the rock en seine festival, gab and i went to the vogue exhibit at the bnf and then did a photo shoot on the esplanade of the building with bubbles. why bubbles? just because she had them. my favorite of the shoot is above, but there are plenty more.

while in paris i went by the anny blatt yarn shop in the marais (40 rue des francs-bourgeois) but it had closed a few weeks earlier. apparently the landlord did something tricky and awful and after 25 years, the woman who runs that shop will be running it out of her apartment instead. check her website for more info, i was just bummed i missed it by a few weeks. usually i go to la droguerie for a yarn fix, but i had already passed through earlier this year and have plenty of mohair and bamboo.

gab cheered me up when we realized neither the yarn shops nor the fiber optic cable shops were open. we had some pastries, i knit in public, and we ordered my favorite parisian over-priced cafe drink, the menthe a l’eau. we sipped our expensive minty freshness while gazing at the tour st. jacques, the longest restoration project i have ever known. whenever i drink menthe a l’eau i can’t help but thinking of the french band java when they sing:

java c’est pas de la menthe a l’eau
java c’est du rock’n roll
java c’est le vrai son parigo
la devise? sex accordeon et alcool

bubbles!

rock en seine resume

m.i.a. on purple

i’m what you might call very behind on documenting this summer’s activities, so i am going to be working in reverse chronological order. my sister bought me tickets for my birthday to go see rock en seine at the parc de st. cloud outside paris. m.i.a. (shot i took of her above) was awesome in person, and she noticed that the french kid crowd was a bit behind the times. my sister gab and i had a good time despite the crowd’s apparent lack of willingness to move to a song they hadn’t heard on the radio. after all who could have a bad time watching the shins, arcade fire, dinosaur jr. and the hives live? incidentally people seemed most into 2manydj’s despite them not really being a rock band, but they rocked in their own way and they were as well known by the crowd as arcade fire.

while gab and i rocked out, i got up the courage to take lots of photos of strangers, like the girls in the galoshes pictured below. gab even caught me in action snapping a bajillion photos. i was far from the only photographer, for every 20 people there was someone with a dslr shooting away. there were plenty of fashionistas and rocker kids sporting boots and silly hats. gab represented by wearing a devil hat (pictured far below), one which my mom sewed for a halloween costume over a decade ago. so thanks gab for a rocking birthday present, i sincerely enjoyed it!

cheery cherry galoshes

mischievous

rss feeds are for yarn

beaming at the wollmeise goodness

i fixed my rss feed code (please update your feed reader to this new friendly link https://fabienne.us/blog/news/rss), and to celebrate wanted to share some pictures from the trip to benediktbeuern (south of munchen/munich) two weekends ago. above from left to right are tini and ms. b in the foreground, and das schneeschaf in the background. ms. b is one of the terrific trio who make up the knitters uncensored podcast (they organized this get together in benediktbeuern), the other two are of course the eponymous elemm and the omg-she-cracks-me-up cashyie. pictured below are some of the worsted weights from the wollmeise (her new shop) which we got to fondle in person (the yarn, not the person, though claudia is the sort of person you want to hug spontaneously regardless of her yarn). the bottom photo is the lovely deknit, my sp10 upstream pal who sent me all sorts of amazing packages this past spring. she came all the way down from bremen (even farther north than berlin), so we are planning to meet up in the north of deutschland next time, since it would be much closer. in benediktbeuern we had fabulous weather, great yarn, great people, and yes, even for vegetarians in bavaria, good food.

worsted weight reds and oranges

worsted weight reds and oranges

here be dragons

look here be dragons

not only have i added a bajillion photos from this summer’s photographic efforts to my new photo home, i have also finally updated the cms for fabienne.us. new features include a link from the fabienne.us at the top of each page, friendly text links, and a new, semi-b0rked rss feed. so to paraphrase house of pain, click up, click up, and click around, click up, click up and click DOWN. and, yes, i am painfully aware that commenting is still not enabled. it will happen very soon i promise! also new this week, i have been guest blogging over on hackaday. at least there you can leave me a comment (but beware of the nasty comment trolls, over there, there be dragons). *smile*

[photo above: random strangers at the jardin des plantes in paris pointing at a dragon built of recyclable materials]