August, noon, empty streets as if towners deserted it
completely, leaving behind a fantastic decoration after the finished play. Strange feeling of overwhelming quietness
after overflown Paris.
Only between Cathedral and Market Place a few groups of tourists,
mostly German, filled narrow street with sound presence.
Otherwise the whole city is asleep, paused in time like castle inhabitants in Sleeping Beauty. Stopped on the move: store doors open, flowers blooming, sweet aroma from pastry shops whiffing and almost no people around. The restaurants where closed by 2pm probably until evening, open only for drinks.
The quiche, croque monsieur and mille-feuille gateaux
available at the pastry shop for take
out under café umbrella were fantastic.
Maybe it was traditional vacation time and everyone is blown away with travel rush. Or maybe it was rain on and off all day long, light or heavy at times. It made me juggling with umbrella and camera and still it was wonderful. We had the city to ourselves. The same impression was with Bourges.
Please walk with me, touch the walls of maisons de bois - half-timber houses. They are real. So many
where destroyed during the WWII in heavy fires and bombing, almost a half was
gone and the scars left forever. What could be saved is restored lovingly like
a magnifiscent landmark Palais de Justice. Built at the very end of XVth century with all attributes of flamboyant gothic
architecture it was almost destroyed in
the XXth but slowly revived to be sincerely admired.
The city today is beautiful as ever even if it took the tromp l’oeil murals to bring back the Market Place close to the original look. Today this square is dominated by a huge ultra modern chapel/museum of Joan of Arc. Gigantic structure for this space. It makes surrounding buildings look like pigmies theme park maquette. It’s beautiful but it’s just the scale that is utterly wrong.
The city today is beautiful as ever even if it took the tromp l’oeil murals to bring back the Market Place close to the original look. Today this square is dominated by a huge ultra modern chapel/museum of Joan of Arc. Gigantic structure for this space. It makes surrounding buildings look like pigmies theme park maquette. It’s beautiful but it’s just the scale that is utterly wrong.
Poor courageous girl Jeanne d’Arc. She was what today is defined
as a charismatic leader with obviously paranormal abilities. A brave girl with
military talents eager to save her beloved France from English occupation and
stop an endless war. She wasn’t only cowardly betrayed by a miserable king
Charles VII, she was actually sold to English for money by duke of Burgundy.
The tragic end of her short life in May 1431 is well known. She became a legend
for eternity.
500 years later the heroic
girl was proclaimed the Saint
Jeanne d’Arc. Her images are everywhere slightly varying between Mila
Yovovich and Barbarella, most of the time it’s a sexy Barbie in shining armor
with angelic face, or Xena the warrior with the triumphant look of Amazon
winner. Usually it’s a funny kitsch, but whatever it takes to help sell the
goods. St. Jeanne became a trade mark.
Street signs are antique and touching traditional, some are
modern designed logos over the chic windows.
Contemporary urban sculpture interacts so well with medieval
square. I like when present doesn’t dismiss but respects the past, they made pretty
good friends in here.
Famous for it’s traditional faience and porcelain production Rouen carries on. There’re many shops around town with artists in the windows mastering their craft, richly ornamenting with delicate flowers plates and cups and saucers right in front of by passers’ eyes. There’re many beautiful fragile pieces to admire. The same style for ages. This tradition is very much alive despite the slow demand I believe. The craftsmanship is amazing.
Hidden narrow passages and tiny courtyards covered in
unstoppable vines are very cute and cozy. Several beautiful churches grace the sky with
their spires. I’ve posted about Notre Dame de Rouen Cathedral here. This is the heart of the city
along with the Rue du Gros Horloge. The huge golden gilded and ornated clock is
tirelessly ticking since 1389. And the rhythm of life obviously hasn’t change
much since.
Rouen is relatively a small city today but well loved and
cared by Rounnaises.
It’s historical core is a wonderful day walk not far from
Paris.
*All images © Natalie Rapoport
It's on my list Natalie...hope I get to visit Rouen...it looks like the sort of place that I'd love. A bientot.
ReplyDeleteThe building in the top image looks as cute as a gingerbread house! Love the little geraniums in the window boxes. And I often think the smaller towns have the greatest treasures. xx
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