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The Necessity of French Cafés: Rue de Charenton

It is 2:34 am. I write from my home on Rue de Charenton, a lovely neighborhood in the twelfth arrondissement. I sit at my makeshift desk, an Ikea table pushed against the living room wall opposite the kitchen, underneath the room’s sole window. The drapes are pulled aside, the window opened wide, a single floor lamp casts a warm glow. These poems and drawings forced me out of bed. They are a response to my visit at the Marché Bastille, an amazing open-air market with over 115 vendors. I... [more]
Posted by Lisa Diane Wedgeworth on 7/24/16
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The Necessity of French Cafés: Le 138 & Café Le Rouquet

  “…for as soon as I was out of bed I hopefully took notebook and fountain pen off to the upstairs room of the Flore, where I consumed rather a lot of coffee and, as evening approached, rather a lot of alcohol, but did not get much writing done.”                                     —“Equal in Paris,” James Baldwin   I too have consumed rather a lot of coffee and have not gotten much writing done. The latter is not entirely true. I write, often. I write and re-write and process and... [more]
Posted by Lisa Diane Wedgeworth on 7/18/16
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The Necessity of French Cafés: Le Petit Cluny & Le Saint Jean

Paris is always a good idea.—Audrey Hepburn as Sabrina Fairchild in Sabrina    It has been four week since I arrived in Paris and I have met the most interesting people. We have held court in crowded metros and on bouncing buses, on living room sofas and tiny chairs in cafés, in cozy jazz clubs, a convalescent home, spacious galleries, and on damp grass in the park. I have been blessed with new friendships and humbled by the trust given to me to document those I have only known for a... [more]
Posted by Lisa Diane Wedgeworth on 7/1/16
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The Necessity of French Cafés: Au Rond Point

Portrait of the Senegalese man in Au Rond Point   I sit at Au Rond Point, a café on the Boulevard de Ménilmontant waiting for my new friend, Charles Reese (an American actor and author who had recently presented at the James Baldwin Conference), to return. Moments before, we explored the Père Lachaise Cemetery, home to the tombs of Chopin, Edith Piaf, Oscar Wilde, Jim Morrison, Richard Wright, and Patrick Kelly; we were off to Chateau Rouge, a bustling West African neighborhood in the... [more]
Posted by Lisa Diane Wedgeworth on 6/15/16