vendredi 22 mai 2015

Getting lost in Rome

Experiencing the beautiful city of Rome, during the first real sunny days of summer was such a marvel ! This is my second time in the Italian capital, and already it's becoming mine. I was able to see the city in a less busy period compared to last year (I went during the canonization of the popes). It's so relaxing to be there! The sun makes you feel so much better, add to that the clear blue sky.

Me and my friend didn't plan on the clock our wanderings. So we got slightly lost, or went to the wrong museum haha.  I was looking for a painting by Vittorio Mateo Corcos. We found it at the Galleria Nazionale D'Arte Moderna. What a gem of a museum !! The gallery was nearly empty, and there was so much to see. I was so happy to contemplate the few portraits of La Marchesa Luisa Casati by Von Dongen and Boldini. And above all, round a panel I came face to face with one of the master piece of Gustav Klimt !!!!! I was so happy !! Then we wondered in that museum and took many picture. Especially in the kind of patio, in the middle of the museum (see next post).

I love the atmosphere in Rome. Especially the Trastevere area, and the French bit around piazza Farnese and campo de Fiori. I love that each city and eara have there own food tradition, and they are the best where they are from. You can get really good food in the supermarkets. I should have eaten that way last time I was there, instead of going to restaurants.
I like the messiness of the city. One morning I had to buy a tube ticket, I didn't have cash and the machine wouldn't take card, and none of the ATM around would work. So the "tube lady" opened the door, to let me pass as she didn't see how she could help me !
Being familiar to a city in which you don't live, and in which you're not from is so great !

Love it !

I love that place, one day I will go, it's seems like a cabaret.

The patio in the wrong museum haha, The Galleria D'Arte Moderna


This amazing installation ! 

Giovanni Boldini - Luisa Casati

Vittorio Matteo Corsco - Sogni, 1896, Galleria Nazionale d’Arte Moderna, Rome

Kees Van Dongen - Luisa casati 


In the strange patio inside the museum.

Villa Farnesina 

I think this is Saint Louis des Français church.

mercredi 22 avril 2015

A windy day in Whitstable

The weather being really nice lately in England, three of us jumped in a train, (actually a train, a bus and a train), to the lovely seaside town of Whitstable.
I always get impatient and exited, when I find myself walking from the further away station, up to the center of the town; Eager to finally see, with my own eyes, the charms of the surrounding, and to discover what the small streets have to offer. 
Well, we were not disappointed. We spend quite a time walking along the seafront, breathing the air laden with the fresh scent of sea salt; Taking pictures, picking up shell, and filling our eyes, and mind with this long desired landscape. The beach is actually full of broken shells, that goes on to small rocks down to the sea.

We spotted that small restaurant named Samphire, on the high street, before going charity shopping (I love going the charity shops in small English town, I always found the best stuff!). 
I'm not sure how to pronounce the name of this place, neither what it means, but we had a delicious meal, that I will remember for a while. I don't want to sound pretentious, but being french and used to that well known cuisine, it's hard not to be picky, sometimes.
The three of us had the same dishes. 
Gnocchi with beetroot, goat cheese, spinach and walnuts, coated with coffee liquor. 
It was delicious !!!! We were trying to have all those different taste in our mouth at once.
Then we couldn't resit to the apple and pear crumble, with gypsy tart ice cream. The crumbs were just baked, not too much sugar, and the contrast between cold and hot was perfect. We had to ask the waitress what was in those recipe.

We spend so much time enjoying our food, that we had just an hour to visit all the nice shops before they closed.

The black board of this one was saying "maybe" for being open on Sunday. Well it was not.

I really like the small selection in Anchors aweigh vintage, and the display inside.

Franks had a very nice selection of illustration books.

We had some time to kill before our train depart, so we went back to wonder on the seafront, taking silly pictures, and for myself making some so called "land art" with the shells. 

Another shop that is worth mentioning is Oxford street books. A second hand book shop with million of books about many subject. I was so happy to find this one, with a good selection of Man Ray pictures and beautiful portraits. My friend found a nice one with Aubrey Beardlsey drawings for a good price.