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		<title>Highlights from Q&#038;A with Neroli Lacey, author of The Perfumer&#8217;s Secret</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I spoke with Neroli Lacey about her debut novel, The Perfumer&#8217;s Secret. Her book is a page turner, a feast for the senses, and  a love story. The Perfumer&#8217;s Secret is  a love story to southern France, the region in and around Grasse where the Med meets the Alps.  And it&#8217;s a love story to...</p>
<p>The post <a href="https://elenabowes.com/highlights-from-my-chat-with-neroli-lacey-author-of-the-perfumers-secret/">Highlights from Q&#038;A with Neroli Lacey, author of The Perfumer&#8217;s Secret</a> appeared first on <a href="https://elenabowes.com">Elena Bowes</a>.</p>
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<p class="Script">I spoke with Neroli Lacey about her debut novel, <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Perfumers-Secret-Neroli-Lacey-ebook/dp/B0CW1C53H6/ref=sr_1_1?dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.bsi3UpVm2KTCH_egnGhsX3oNRdFfdsirMzByOw5AIIcsNSHGUte0dvkyGHzE7pL73JQKaoZvKX4B1tRnsNVimShkDxs2tdjQxYtH16geB0S3aajf4e6UDvuK0BMbKNvR63YM6vuZTlbCGCNQyk9FgJnVRdzrTzzIMwarQ97R3R4kuU3Ajzae99OpixWF_znbUNDYsOqhH4CNwVRoruZlwI4SaDqFlEeKQL16zRZCkXQ.qOiXbuuQLoian3-AQcjRh-C1T22jYgXS1IJBYA4wc1k&amp;dib_tag=se&amp;keywords=the+perfumer%27s+secret&amp;qid=1742739089&amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank" rel="noopener">The Perfumer&#8217;s Secret</a>. Her book is a page turner, a feast for the senses, and  a love story.</p>
<p class="Script"><em>The Perfumer&#8217;s Secret</em> is  a love story to southern France, the region in and around Grasse where the Med meets the Alps.  And it&#8217;s a love story to French culture, craftsmanship and tradition. And finally, it&#8217;s a love story between two very different people. You&#8217;ve got a dynamic plot and a sublime setting. Reading the book made me want to hop on a plane to Nice.</p>
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<p class="Script">Neroli&#8217;s book centres around a gutsy, young, Manhattan based documentary maker named Zandy, who turns her lens on a legendary perfume maker in the south of France that happens to be celebrating its 300th anniversary.</p>
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<p class="Script">Zandy has been assigned this story by her boss. She&#8217;s not thrilled about what looks like a puff piece, only to discover there&#8217;s a lot more to this perfume house than pressed flowers, a dashing CEO to start, and a family history that doesn&#8217;t smell so fragrant. The story is not black and white. The truth doesn&#8217;t always tell the whole story, which is one reason why I loved this book. Below are the edited highlights of my lively chat with Neroli. You can listen to the full episode<a href="https://elenabowes.substack.com/p/exploring-the-secrets-of-southern" target="_blank" rel="noopener"> here</a> on my podcast <a href="https://elenabowes.substack.com" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Elena Meets the Author</a> or wherever you listen to podcasts. Even better, <strong>we are giving away the e-book</strong> on the show notes of the episode.</p>
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<p class="Script"><b>ELENA:</b> <strong>Neroli, let&#8217;s start by discussing the themes of  <em>The Perfumer&#8217;s Secret</em>. How would you describe them?</strong></p>
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<p class="Script"><b>NEROLI:</b> Well, first of all, thank you for that amazing description. You really captured this particular corner of France and the tradition of craft here. So, thank you for that.</p>
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<p class="Script">I think the central theme of the book is that there&#8217;s no such thing as a single truth, everybody has their own truth, and the truth is made up of a multifaceted version of everybody&#8217;s story.</p>
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<p class="Script"><b>ELENA:</b> <strong>That makes sense to me. I was thinking that even at the very beginning of the book when Zandy is having her little fling with Luke, he says something like that… That there are so many different ways to see the world which echoes your theme.</strong></p>
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<p class="Script">That was quite intentional. As a novelist, you&#8217;re like a puppeteer, dropping a little bit of the theme in for the reader&#8217;s subconscious mind to start thinking about.</p>
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<p class="Script"><b>ELENA:</b>  <strong>You wrote in your newsletter that some writers spend their life building up to the novel they were meant to write. Do you consider <i>The Perfumer&#8217;s Secret</i> the novel you were meant to write? And how did your life before this book prepare you to be a novelist?</strong></p>
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<p class="Script"> Well, I&#8217;ve done a lot of things on the way to writing this book. I was a journalist for many years. I wrote for all the great British newspapers, The Times, The Sunday Times, The Daily Telegraph, The Guardian, The Evening Standard. I&#8217;ve been an investment banker and a commodity futures trader. I&#8217;ve travelled all over the world.</p>
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<p class="Script"> I&#8217;m the proud mother of two wildly spirited daughters and an adventurous stepson. I have been training my whole life to do this work and I&#8217;m now living the life of my dreams.</p>
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<p class="Script">So, to answer the first part of your question, is this the ultimate book? I think it was the book I was meant to write then. It&#8217;s been two years in the publishing process. For me as a writer, I&#8217;m constantly raising the bar of where I want to be. So, I think it&#8217;s a balancing act between being content with the work that you put out in the world, slowing down a minute and being happy with the work that you&#8217;ve done and celebrating that. And at the same time, learning to write character. I&#8217;ll be doing that, please God, for the rest of my life. There is no way to master this. It&#8217;s a never-ending journey.</p>
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<p class="Script"><b>ELENA:</b> <strong>Did you always know you&#8217;d love to be a novelist?</strong></p>
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<p class="Script">You know, I did, but I didn&#8217;t dare take the step. I think two things, you can&#8217;t pay the bills as a novelist unless you&#8217;re, I don&#8217;t know, Kristen Hanna or Emily Henry or Colleen Hoover and maybe back then in my twenties and thirties and forties, it wasn&#8217;t quite the right time for me.</p>
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<p class="Script">I knew because reading books made me feel alive in a way that nothing else did. Perhaps only my beloved family. But then it&#8217;s a long journey to have the courage to pursue that there&#8217;s a lot of why me and can I do this and so on.</p>
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<p class="Script"> I think what I&#8217;ve learned most from this experience not just of writing &#8211; I&#8217;ve written three novels and I&#8217;m just beginning my fourth now- this is the first one to be published &#8211; but what I have learned is certainly in terms of publishing the book and now engaging with the world with my work, I have really learned to follow your spark.</p>
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<p class="Script">If you have a certain spark, listen to it. You don&#8217;t have to have the path to get there. You take one step and the path appears. And for me it was a very long journey.</p>
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<p class="Script"><b>ELENA:</b> <b>Love it. Great. Thank you.</b> <b>Why did your mother choose to call you Neroli? And how fitting that perfume began with a woman named Princess Nerola.</b></p>
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<p class="Script"> My mother was a trailblazing, extraordinary woman who, in the 1940s, began trading essential oils. Those are the oils which come from pressing flowers. She wanted to be a journalist. So, she started off in journalism on Fleet Street, where the newspapers are in London.</p>
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<p class="Script">And her father saw her coming out of a pub and said, ‘That&#8217;s it, no daughter of mine is ever going to be a journalist.’ He placed an advert in The Times for a secretary offering her services with fluent French and German. My mother was hired by a trading firm in in the city of London. That&#8217;s like Wall Street.</p>
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<p class="Script">And she soon became their top trader. By 1949, the bank had come to her saying the business was in trouble and would she buy it, which she indeed did. She travelled all over the world trading commodities, all through my childhood, taking me hither and thither, including to Grasse.</p>
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<p class="Script">She was a remarkable woman, sort of like Margaret Thatcher. In the trade she sold a lot of lemongrass. I&#8217;m a twin and the trade press said, Mrs Eileen Day Lawson has given birth to twins. Surely, they&#8217;re going to be called Citronella and Lemongrass, which luckily, we weren&#8217;t.</p>
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<p class="Script">We were called Neroli and Virginia. And Neroli is named after Princess Nerola, from a province in the north of Italy. She used to perfume her gloves and her love letters to the princes of the courts around Europe with this incredible bitter orange blossom. So, she&#8217;s thought to be the founder of the use of perfume in the West. And that&#8217;s why my mother called me Neroli.</p>
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<p class="Script"><b>ELENA:</b><strong> This book was meant to be.</strong></p>
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<p class="Script"> I think it was.</p>
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<p class="Script"><b>ELENA:</b> <strong>I wanted to say that not only was this book a joy to read, but I learned a lot. You have so many intriguing facts. I had no idea that one&#8217;s sense of smell is 10,000 times stronger than any of our other faculties.</strong></p>
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<p class="Script"><strong>And that there&#8217;s a museum dedicated solely to violets in Tourette sur Loup, a medieval village in the foothills of France, where your novel takes place</strong>.</p>
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<p class="Script"><strong> Which came first, the idea of the novel or, having a holiday home in Tourette sur Loup?</strong></p>
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<p class="Script">Very much the home. We were living, if you can believe it, in Minneapolis, Minnesota. My husband&#8217;s work took us there. I grew up in Kensington in London. Minneapolis was a very foreign place to me. And it was Arctic cold. We were raising two small daughters. So, it was absolute madness to buy a holiday home in the southeast corner of France near the border with Italy where the mountains come down to the sea.</p>
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<p class="Script">It was bonkers, but it was love. We used to come basically just at Christmas when the girls were small and couldn&#8217;t leave the school year and so on. As they say in France, it was ‘un coup de foudre’, love at first sight.</p>
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<p class="Script">The more time we spent here, we hiked in the mountains, and we got to know the ways of the old stone village and the crafts and the slower pace of life and the traditions. And I realized that I had to write a love letter. I&#8217;m in love with the mountains. I look out at the beautiful Alps. I had to write a love letter to this landscape and that&#8217;s how The Perfumer&#8217;s Secret came to being.</p>
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<p class="Script"><b>ELENA:</b> <strong>Was the novel inspired by any particular story?</strong></p>
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<p class="Script"> No, it was inspired by this landscape and by wanting to write a love letter. Then I had to figure out what kind of a story I could tell. It wasn&#8217;t something that came fully formed.</p>
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<p class="Script">I had put myself on a regime of two pages a day. I mean, you can&#8217;t call yourself a writer if you don&#8217;t write two pages a day, right? So, I put myself on this regime, two pages a day which sometimes is hard, because what are you going to write about?</p>
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<p class="Script">So, on one particular day, we were on a train up the East Coast to Connecticut to see my daughter at school. And I hadn&#8217;t written my pages, and I was tearing my hair out saying to my husband on the train, I don&#8217;t know what I&#8217;m going to write about, and I can&#8217;t go to bed before I&#8217;ve written these two pages.</p>
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<p class="Script">And he said, ‘you&#8217;ve got to put a secret in there.’ He&#8217;s read a thousand mystery novels. I grew up in England having read a lot of literary fiction, which haven’t got much of a story. And it was such fun to hear his ideas about the engine of story and turning pages.</p>
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<p class="Script">So, he gave me a few hints. Writing is such a solitary process. It&#8217;s really fun to share it, especially if you have a husband who&#8217;s excited about it like mine is. And so, I can actually remember that moment when the secret came into the story.</p>
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<p class="Script"><b>ELENA:</b> <strong>Last question, can you recommend any book for our listeners?</strong></p>
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<p class="Script"> Oh, I certainly can. Thank you for asking that question. If you&#8217;re only going to read one book this year, read <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Audible-Isola-A-Novel/dp/B0D5Z29FDJ/ref=sr_1_1?crid=25VZV0LC4U7OP&amp;dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.1w1FnZMMI7svIb2KqK-YQGR0sqX1XOMrHHJNjmfehySkYIdLf0zHGeDhpJXvSQgHP8cHdmUHupwcTSG9e69d3TM8YrP270vl4urUwlsQCNkDTSJdJsUvqM_bDyqTHszJPtdpqPZh3AML8WM44eJWb5-1AHN0Cs58PrwB01S4q3ccn7KpgU438HSDKJJHeEzVaDlpZnWn_NCzctF98_jTmCsj3cfcqy188QJebF9CnVE.jUuaOmsMpu16NrbRtlzuRvVe_Bhsdpe_u81lTPNlAJI&amp;dib_tag=se&amp;keywords=isola+allegra+goodman&amp;qid=1742743117&amp;sprefix=isola+%2Caps%2C186&amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Isola</a> by Allegra Goodman. It&#8217;s got a gorgeous cover. It&#8217;s set in 16th century Périgord, France, I had zero interest in 16th century France.</p>
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<p class="Script">But believe me, this character, you&#8217;re going to go crazy for this character. And it&#8217;s an amazing story. This is the novel that this writer has been working towards. I think for the whole of her life. It is fantastic book. I think it&#8217;s going to be my favourite book of 2025.</p>
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<p class="Script"><b>ELENA:</b> <strong>Well, that is it for my questions, Neroli. Thank you so much for such great answers and stories.</strong></p>
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<p class="Script"> Thank you, Elena. It&#8217;s amazing to have somebody else read your work and appreciate the things that you were trying to communicate. And what&#8217;s more fun than talking about books?</p>
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<p class="Script"><b>ELENA:</b> <strong>Nothing. It was all a pleasure.</strong></p>
<p><em>March, 2025</em></p>
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		<title>Fondation Louis Vuitton- Selfie Heaven</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Elena Bowes]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2015 10:40:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Not only does the fantastic new Fondation Louis Vuitton in the Bois de Boulogne have both a billowing new glass structure (building seems too simplistic a word) and art to die for, but what hasn&#8217;t been covered so much in the press (not sure why) is how ideal this huge, meandering space is for selfies....</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: justify;">Not only does the fantastic new <a href="http://www.fondationlouisvuitton.fr/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Fondation Louis Vuitton </a>in the Bois de Boulogne have both a billowing new glass structure (building seems too simplistic a word) and art to die for, but what hasn&#8217;t been covered so much in the press (not sure why) is how ideal this huge, meandering space is for selfies.  Whether you go for the space age selfie with your cute daughter (thank you Olafur Eliasson),</p>
<p><a style="text-align: center; line-height: 1.5em;" href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6495.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" fetchpriority="high" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-2236 aligncenter" alt="IMG_6495" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6495.jpg?resize=479%2C481&#038;ssl=1" width="479" height="481" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6495.jpg?resize=479%2C481&amp;ssl=1 479w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6495.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6495.jpg?resize=500%2C501&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6495.jpg?resize=768%2C770&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6495.jpg?resize=145%2C145&amp;ssl=1 145w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6495.jpg?resize=578%2C580&amp;ssl=1 578w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6495.jpg?resize=487%2C488&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6495.jpg?resize=498%2C500&amp;ssl=1 498w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6495.jpg?w=898&amp;ssl=1 898w" sizes="(max-width: 479px) 100vw, 479px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">or decide &#8216;Man in Mud&#8217; needs my Girl in Boots (Thomas Schutte, much appreciated), I couldn&#8217;t stop snapping.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_114252.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-2226 aligncenter" alt="20150215_114252" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_114252.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_114252.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_114252.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_114252.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_114252.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_114252.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_114252.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_114252.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="(max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>Kelly Green and Kate &#8211; Ellsworth Kelly, you&#8217;re a star.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6527.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-2237 aligncenter" alt="IMG_6527" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6527.jpg?resize=256%2C481&#038;ssl=1" width="256" height="481" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6527.jpg?resize=256%2C481&amp;ssl=1 256w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6527.jpg?resize=309%2C580&amp;ssl=1 309w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6527.jpg?resize=266%2C500&amp;ssl=1 266w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6527.jpg?w=480&amp;ssl=1 480w" sizes="(max-width: 256px) 100vw, 256px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">Some things are hard to pose in front of (kind of annoying, but whatever) like starchitect Frank Gehry&#8217;s model of the building.  I decided the maquette is cool enough to merit a standalone.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6459.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-2232 aligncenter" alt="IMG_6459" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6459.jpg?resize=481%2C360&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="360" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6459.jpg?resize=481%2C360&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6459.jpg?resize=500%2C375&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6459.jpg?resize=768%2C576&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6459.jpg?resize=580%2C435&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6459.jpg?resize=487%2C365&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6459.jpg?resize=610%2C457&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_6459.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p><span style="line-height: 1.5em;">Ditto Eliasson&#8217;s reflecting Grotto.</span></p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_120331.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-2229 aligncenter" alt="20150215_120331" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_120331.jpg?resize=481%2C342&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="342" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_120331.jpg?resize=481%2C342&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_120331.jpg?resize=500%2C356&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_120331.jpg?resize=768%2C546&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_120331.jpg?resize=580%2C412&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_120331.jpg?resize=487%2C346&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_120331.jpg?resize=90%2C65&amp;ssl=1 90w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_120331.jpg?resize=610%2C433&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/20150215_120331.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>Hey, what am I thinking?! Reflecting?</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_20150215_133347.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-2222 aligncenter" alt="IMG_20150215_133347" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_20150215_133347.jpg?resize=481%2C481&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="481" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_20150215_133347.jpg?resize=481%2C481&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_20150215_133347.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_20150215_133347.jpg?resize=500%2C500&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_20150215_133347.jpg?resize=768%2C768&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_20150215_133347.jpg?resize=450%2C450&amp;ssl=1 450w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_20150215_133347.jpg?resize=145%2C145&amp;ssl=1 145w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_20150215_133347.jpg?resize=580%2C580&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_20150215_133347.jpg?resize=487%2C487&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/IMG_20150215_133347.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">Gehry&#8217;s genius glass creation and civic-minded Bernard Arnault&#8217;s passion for art have made Paris even more wonderful &#8211; more modern, astounding and breath-taking. This is a must-see for those who get inspired by architecture, design and art.  For the narcissists among us (those with toned right arm biceps), you must go fully charged and flash those pearly whites.</p>
<p><em>February, 2015</em></p>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I have never been good at keeping secrets, but some things are just too good not to share. While sharing plates in restaurants has never (with a capital N) been my thing, sharing divine destinations is another story.  Cap Ferret is another story. Cap Ferret, and no, I don&#8217;t mean Ferrat, is a sublime sandy...</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: justify;">I have never been good at keeping secrets, but some things are just too good not to share. While sharing plates in restaurants has never (with a capital N) been my thing, sharing divine destinations is another story.  Cap Ferret is another story.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0050.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-1397 aligncenter" alt="IMG_0050" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0050-481x360.jpg?resize=481%2C360&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="360" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0050.jpg?resize=481%2C360&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0050.jpg?resize=500%2C375&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0050.jpg?resize=768%2C576&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0050.jpg?resize=580%2C435&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0050.jpg?resize=487%2C365&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0050.jpg?resize=610%2C457&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0050.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>Cap Ferret, and no, I don&#8217;t mean Ferrat, is a sublime sandy peninsula sandwiched between the calm, oyster-rich Arcachon Bay on the southwest corner of France and the dramatic windswept Atlantic Ocean. The sandy spit about an hour&#8217;s drive from Bordeaux  sits amidst pine trees, endless gorgeous beaches that an Australian friend said reminded her of home, ubiquitous bike trails and the best low-key, understated, chic Parisian people-watching outside of Paris. The first time we cycled to mission control, namely the bustling daily market where everything from espadrilles to escargot is for sale, I was agog at the clientele. BCBG big time.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0017.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-1394 aligncenter" alt="IMG_0017" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0017-360x481.jpg?resize=360%2C481&#038;ssl=1" width="360" height="481" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0017.jpg?resize=360%2C481&amp;ssl=1 360w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0017.jpg?resize=500%2C667&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0017.jpg?resize=530%2C707&amp;ssl=1 530w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0017.jpg?resize=450%2C600&amp;ssl=1 450w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0017.jpg?resize=435%2C580&amp;ssl=1 435w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0017.jpg?resize=487%2C649&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0017.jpg?resize=375%2C500&amp;ssl=1 375w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_0017.jpg?w=675&amp;ssl=1 675w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 360px) 100vw, 360px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 1.5em;">If you&#8217;re into flash and Ferraris, Cap Ferret is best forgotten. But if Martha&#8217;s Vineyard injected with bucket loads of innate  French style appeals then Cap Ferret is best remembered. Screen siren Marion Cotillard summers here. Need I say more? Below is Cotillard in recent film &#8220;Les Petits Mouchoirs&#8221; which was filmed in Cap Ferret with her hunky director, actor boyfriend Guillaume Canet.</span></p>
<p><span style="line-height: 1.5em;"><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/les-petits-mouchoirs-little-white-lies-20-10-2010-20-10-2010-5-g.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-1454 aligncenter" alt="les-petits-mouchoirs-little-white-lies-20-10-2010-20-10-2010-5-g" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/les-petits-mouchoirs-little-white-lies-20-10-2010-20-10-2010-5-g-481x320.jpg?resize=481%2C320&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="320" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/les-petits-mouchoirs-little-white-lies-20-10-2010-20-10-2010-5-g.jpg?resize=481%2C320&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/les-petits-mouchoirs-little-white-lies-20-10-2010-20-10-2010-5-g.jpg?resize=500%2C333&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/les-petits-mouchoirs-little-white-lies-20-10-2010-20-10-2010-5-g.jpg?resize=768%2C512&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/les-petits-mouchoirs-little-white-lies-20-10-2010-20-10-2010-5-g.jpg?resize=580%2C386&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/les-petits-mouchoirs-little-white-lies-20-10-2010-20-10-2010-5-g.jpg?resize=487%2C324&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/les-petits-mouchoirs-little-white-lies-20-10-2010-20-10-2010-5-g.jpg?resize=610%2C406&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/les-petits-mouchoirs-little-white-lies-20-10-2010-20-10-2010-5-g.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a> </span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 1.5em;">Cap Ferret is ideal for active people. Activities include sailing on the bay, kite sailing off the dunes, picnicking on secluded sandbars and going for </span><span style="line-height: 1.5em;">invigorating</span><span style="line-height: 1.5em;"> walks along constantly changing coastlines. </span><span style="line-height: 1.5em;">Sometimes the tide is in. </span></p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_195731.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-1376 aligncenter" alt="20140829_195731" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_195731-481x291.jpg?resize=481%2C291&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="291" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_195731.jpg?resize=481%2C291&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_195731.jpg?resize=500%2C303&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_195731.jpg?resize=768%2C466&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_195731.jpg?resize=580%2C351&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_195731.jpg?resize=487%2C295&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_195731.jpg?resize=610%2C370&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_195731.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">And sometimes the tide is out.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140830_142018.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-1417 aligncenter" alt="20140830_142018" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140830_142018-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140830_142018.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140830_142018.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140830_142018.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140830_142018.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140830_142018.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140830_142018.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140830_142018.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">But it&#8217;s always pretty. My friends and I below have just scaled Europe&#8217;s highest dune,  Dune de Pilat.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47501.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-1424 aligncenter" alt="IMG_4750" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47501-481x274.jpg?resize=481%2C274&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="274" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47501.jpg?resize=481%2C274&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47501.jpg?resize=500%2C286&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47501.jpg?resize=768%2C439&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47501.jpg?resize=580%2C331&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47501.jpg?resize=487%2C278&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47501.jpg?resize=610%2C348&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47501.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">Later we walked along a deserted sandbar.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47481.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-1422 aligncenter" alt="IMG_4748" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47481-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47481.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47481.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47481.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47481.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47481.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47481.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_47481.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span style="line-height: 1.5em;">The nature and people aren&#8217;t all that&#8217;s beautiful. The simple wooden houses with their wraparound terraces are equally as arresting.  This one belongs to French designer Phillipe Starck.</span></span></p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_1325161.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-1427 aligncenter" alt="20140829_132516" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_1325161-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_1325161.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_1325161.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_1325161.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_1325161.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_1325161.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_1325161.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140829_1325161.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">And the seafood is delicious. Below is a typical first course at lunch- fresh oysters washed down with a  chilled glass of white Bordeaux.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_00091.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-1440 aligncenter" alt="IMG_0009" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_00091-481x360.jpg?resize=481%2C360&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="360" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_00091.jpg?resize=481%2C360&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_00091.jpg?resize=500%2C375&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_00091.jpg?resize=768%2C576&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_00091.jpg?resize=580%2C435&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_00091.jpg?resize=487%2C365&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_00091.jpg?resize=610%2C457&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/IMG_00091.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">Take me back.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140906_230533.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-1405 aligncenter" alt="20140906_230533" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140906_230533-481x431.jpg?resize=481%2C431&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="431" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140906_230533.jpg?resize=481%2C431&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140906_230533.jpg?resize=500%2C448&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140906_230533.jpg?resize=768%2C689&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140906_230533.jpg?resize=580%2C520&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140906_230533.jpg?resize=487%2C436&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140906_230533.jpg?resize=557%2C500&amp;ssl=1 557w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/20140906_230533.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p><em>September, 2014</em></p>
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		<title>Cote d&#8217;Azur a la Isy</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I just spent a glorious few days in Cap Ferrat with my friend Isy who knows all the best places to buy everything from black olives to  old-fashioned, pretty cotton nightgowns to vintage Gucci luggage. Even in a nondescript tourist shop chock-a-block with porcelain snails and dolphin key chains, she&#8217;ll find the one great-looking, slightly...</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just spent a glorious few days in Cap Ferrat with my friend Isy who knows all the best places to buy everything from black olives to  old-fashioned, pretty cotton nightgowns to vintage Gucci luggage. Even in a nondescript tourist shop chock-a-block with porcelain snails and dolphin key chains, she&#8217;ll find the one great-looking, slightly tarnished urn tucked away in the back corner of the shop.  She&#8217;s a shopper pure and simple.</p>
<p>First we headed to Beaulieu&#8217;s weekly outdoor market.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122438.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1168" alt="20140719_122438" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122438-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122438.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122438.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122438.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122438.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122438.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122438.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122438.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>If olives aren&#8217;t your thing, how about dried fruits?</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122337.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1195" alt="20140719_122337" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122337-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122337.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122337.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122337.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122337.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122337.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122337.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122337.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>Or chic chapeaux?</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122351.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1196" alt="20140719_122351" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122351-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122351.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122351.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122351.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122351.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122351.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122351.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_122351.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>And don&#8217;t let the elephant put you off this Salle des Ventes in town. Finds are to be found, especially if you&#8217;re with Isy.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_125319.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1184" alt="20140719_125319" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_125319-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_125319.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_125319.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_125319.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_125319.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_125319.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_125319.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_125319.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>One day Isy&#8217;s friends took us to Italy. An hour&#8217;s drive but another world  away is the dramatic hillside town of Apricale.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_160422.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1178" alt="20140720_160422" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_160422-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_160422.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_160422.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_160422.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_160422.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_160422.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_160422.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_160422.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>We ate lunch nearby in Dolce Acqua, the charming village where Isy spotted that urn. Here&#8217;s a sorbet-colored Franciscan  building.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_125949.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1189" alt="20140720_125949" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_125949-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_125949.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_125949.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_125949.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_125949.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_125949.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_125949.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_125949.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>This was the final course in a delicious six-course meal at U Fondu de Cascin, an agriturismo restaurant in Dolce where the owner is the chef, and his wife, our waitress. Before this chocolate fondant we feasted on seafood starters, a thin-crusted spinach tart, fresh pasta with a selection of divine, homemade sauces,  rabbit or lamb and fab wine  and grappa- all for under 30 euros!! (It&#8217;s only open Thursday through Sundays for lunch)</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_145549.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1190" alt="20140720_145549" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_145549-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_145549.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_145549.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_145549.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_145549.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_145549.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_145549.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140720_145549.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>How to burn off  lunch? How about yoga on a paddle board?</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_104133.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1191" alt="20140719_104133" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_104133-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_104133.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_104133.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_104133.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_104133.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_104133.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_104133.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_104133.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>Don&#8217;t lose your balance on that shoulder bridge.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_114317.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1192" alt="20140719_114317" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_114317-481x288.jpg?resize=481%2C288&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="288" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_114317.jpg?resize=481%2C288&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_114317.jpg?resize=500%2C300&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_114317.jpg?resize=768%2C461&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_114317.jpg?resize=580%2C348&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_114317.jpg?resize=487%2C292&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_114317.jpg?resize=610%2C366&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_114317.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>Or do lose your balance and go for a swim in the crowded Med.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_090615.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1183" alt="20140721_090615" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_090615-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_090615.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_090615.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_090615.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_090615.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_090615.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_090615.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_090615.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>Go for a walk and enjoy the Cypress.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_084826.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1174" alt="20140721_084826" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_084826-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_084826.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_084826.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_084826.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_084826.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_084826.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_084826.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_084826.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>My favorite beachside spot for lunch&#8230;</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_082758.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1179" alt="20140721_082758" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_082758-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_082758.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_082758.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_082758.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_082758.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_082758.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_082758.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140721_082758.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p>Travels with Isy, the only way to go.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_204206.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-1172" alt="20140719_204206" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_204206-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_204206.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_204206.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_204206.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_204206.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_204206.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_204206.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/20140719_204206.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p><em>July, 2014</em></p>
<p>The post <a href="https://elenabowes.com/cote-dazur-a-la-isy/">Cote d&#8217;Azur a la Isy</a> appeared first on <a href="https://elenabowes.com">Elena Bowes</a>.</p>
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		<title>The Imaginary Genius of Bill Viola</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p> American video artist Bill Viola captures what it is to be human in all its raw beauty. Birth, death, mortality, love, suffering, despair are all there in stark moving imagery that is entirely relatable (normal looking actors in normal looking clothes), and yet otherworldly, spooky, eerie and totally mesmerising.  No wonder the 63-year old Californian...</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: justify;"> American video artist Bill Viola captures what it is to be human in all its raw beauty. Birth, death, mortality, love, suffering, despair are all there in stark moving imagery that is entirely relatable (normal looking actors in normal looking clothes), and yet otherworldly, spooky, eerie and totally mesmerising.  No wonder the 63-year old Californian is considered one of the top if not the top video artist today.  The Grand Palais is honouring him with <a href="http://www.grandpalais.fr/en/event/bill-viola" target="_blank" rel="noopener">his largest retrospective ever</a>, ending July 21st. Don&#8217;t miss it.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4130.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-919 aligncenter" alt="IMG_4130" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4130-481x360.jpg?resize=481%2C360&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="360" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4130.jpg?resize=481%2C360&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4130.jpg?resize=500%2C375&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4130.jpg?resize=768%2C576&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4130.jpg?resize=580%2C435&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4130.jpg?resize=487%2C365&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4130.jpg?resize=610%2C457&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4130.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">Visitors move through the various rooms of the Grand Palais silently-  like the videos themselves-  as if they were at Church. Viola&#8217;s work captivates and moves,  without being preachy. <span style="line-height: 1.5em;">Especially noteworthy is &#8220;Going Forth By Day&#8221; 2002 where a large room is taken up by five seemingly unrelated </span>super-sized <span style="line-height: 1.5em;">video stories, using a cast of about 100 people. Best to get comfy on the floor, relax and watch the scenes unfold. Viola&#8217;s work requires the viewer&#8217;s time. Below an image from &#8220;First Light.&#8221;</span></p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4145.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-921 aligncenter" alt="IMG_4145" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4145-481x360.jpg?resize=481%2C360&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="360" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4145.jpg?resize=481%2C360&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4145.jpg?resize=500%2C375&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4145.jpg?resize=768%2C576&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4145.jpg?resize=580%2C435&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4145.jpg?resize=487%2C365&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4145.jpg?resize=610%2C457&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4145.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">Below, is an image from another room, the artist&#8217;s 2013 &#8220;Dreamers.&#8221;</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4179.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-923 aligncenter" alt="IMG_4179" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4179-481x360.jpg?resize=481%2C360&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="360" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4179.jpg?resize=481%2C360&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4179.jpg?resize=500%2C375&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4179.jpg?resize=768%2C576&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4179.jpg?resize=580%2C435&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4179.jpg?resize=487%2C365&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4179.jpg?resize=610%2C457&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/IMG_4179.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">I loved the Paris show so much that as soon as I got back to London, I took the tube to <a href="http://www.stpauls.co.uk/Bill-Viola-Martyrs" target="_blank" rel="noopener">St Paul&#8217;s Cathedral to see Viola&#8217;s latest work</a>. After a decade of thought, Viola has made a four-screen video installation for St Paul&#8217;s Cathedral entitled &#8220;Martyrs&#8221; to be accompanied by &#8220;Mary&#8221; next year. This must-see seven minute video marks the first time a moving image will feature prominently in a famous Christian cathedral.  Viola&#8217;s contemplative works look right at home here.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/20140604_113745.jpg?ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="size-medium wp-image-918 aligncenter" alt="20140604_113745" src="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/20140604_113745-481x270.jpg?resize=481%2C270&#038;ssl=1" width="481" height="270" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/20140604_113745.jpg?resize=481%2C270&amp;ssl=1 481w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/20140604_113745.jpg?resize=500%2C281&amp;ssl=1 500w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/20140604_113745.jpg?resize=768%2C432&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/20140604_113745.jpg?resize=580%2C326&amp;ssl=1 580w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/20140604_113745.jpg?resize=487%2C273&amp;ssl=1 487w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/20140604_113745.jpg?resize=610%2C342&amp;ssl=1 610w, https://i0.wp.com/elenabowes.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/20140604_113745.jpg?w=900&amp;ssl=1 900w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">The various martyrs- three men and a woman &#8211; are tested by violent earth, lashing winds, scorching fire and pummelling water. They never relent, even when it looks really tortuous (those poor actors).  Viola has said that he likes to think of his work as spiritual rather than religious.</p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">To coincide with Martyr&#8217;s, Tate Modern across the Millennium Bridge is doing a special display of  Viola&#8217;s <a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/art/artworks/viola-tiny-deaths-x40265" target="_blank" rel="noopener">&#8220;Tiny Deaths&#8221;</a> 1993.</p>
<p><em>June, 2014</em></p>
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