Monday, 3 June 2013


Wandering along a deserted footpath zoning out on the nature I came upon a large modern house. The only equivalent house of that era I had heard of was mentioned in fine detail in Man Ray's autobiography. This was the country retreat of Paul Poiret, a celebrated fashion designer in nineteenthirties Paris. A young and in awe Man Ray spins  a great story of Poirets' decadent behaviour and his eventual fall from grace. I had made a mental note to check where it was, little expecting to literally fall across it a few months later. Man Ray says that by the time of the second war the building was in disrepair. It has obviously been redecorated. It would have been a good location for the Great Gatsby. Though from the blackout and trucks outside it looks as if they are filming something there right now.

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