LEFT INSTEAD OF RIGHT

So I got to Poitiers but wanted to go to Lorches. Will I ever learn how to read a map? 

The drive though the woods was very pleasant. The drive into the centre of Poitiers was not. I was back into heavy traffic and I knew at once why I had giving up driving in Paris. Having found the main parking I left the car with a sigh of relief.

Another church. Notre Dame on the main square. The Bureau Office decked me with a map and told me scornfully that there was no modern art in Poitiers...but I could «try the Beaux Arts» . She also indicated that there were a couple of galleries in the Main Street.

The Galleries - all of two - were in the red light district alongside sex shops and sexy underwear. I wanted to take a photo of a Pro but I guess it was her Mac as if looks could kill....





was this interesting ? Well it's been seen before.


The Beaux Arts
The Beaux Arts didn’t open until 2pm which left me a lot of time to stroll around the city. The first time in 20 years or more and it will be the last. This bit of graffiti was on the world (15th century) of the Beaux Arts. More interesting than anything else I had seen. 
One on the right is part of this


And talking about love....










Eudes Menichetti was the artist exposed. I knew his work from Paris. Metallic paintings and assemblages. Surrealist but connecting to his present and I would think pretty autobiographic. Rather like an intimate journal recounting his day to day events, dreams or anguish. 
Toy Story 1

I asked the young man who was sitting outside at the  desk if he was a student at the Beaux Arts. «Yes,» he said «but as soon as I can leave Poitiers I will». I understood exactly what he meant - and left by the motorway to rush back to my Rock.

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