Night falls over Port Hercule but the sun still touches an enormous cruise ship out at sea. She's too big to enter port, too big to tie up to the relatively new pontoon.
This is one of the gateposts at the top on the long slope that takes you up to the rocher. The tiny roof has such an appealing shape, don't you think? - and note the plants growing out the old weathered bricks.
Outside the exhibition at Pavillion Bosio you'll find Joana Vasconcelos' high heeled shoe inspired by Marilyn Monroe and made entirely of stainless steel saucepans and lids. This enormous shoe rather messes up our idea of perspective, don't you think...
It might be a little difficult to display Joana Vasconcelos' art in your living room.
The Monaco Project for the Arts (MPA) summer exhibition is currently on at the Pavillion Bosio on le rocher. Called 'Fairytale' the works are by Joana Vasconcelos, an artist born in Paris in 1971 and now living in Portugal.
This is the Bosio Pavillion, part of the Art School in Monaco. It's on the rocher and is named after Francois-Joseph Bosio, who was the premier sculptor of the Emperor Napoleon. Bosio was born in Monaco in 1768.
A 13th century entrance and gateway in La Turbie - charming, apart from the graffiti.
'When I walk with you I feel as if I had a flower in my buttonhole.'
Take a rope and an old log and you have a great game. This hidden corner in La Turbie has been transformed into a children's play area.
The exhibition was beautifully mounted and as so often happens at this gallery, opposite the Grimaldi Forum, they don't last for long - as you can see by the dates on the last photo. In fact there was a brief extension of a couple of days but that was all.
There's an exhibition on the Art of Graffiti (and tags) at the Grimaldi Forum at the moment.
August in Monaco and bodies galore on Larvotto Beach. Reports tell us that both in Monaco and the south of France, we've never seen so many tourists as this year. The main reason seems to be that the French, who would have gone to north Africa - for instance Morocco and Tunisia - are not going because of the current unrest there. Result...no parking places, queues at the markets, crowds everywhere but of course good news for the local economy.
This is what happens when four young Scottish guys, passionate about the 1920s and 1930s lifestyle (the clothes, the music, etc) decide to drive from Glasgow to Monte Carlo in a very old Morris Minor. Their names: Rory, Eddy, Neilson and Andrew. They stopped off in Burgundy and, once they got to the south of France, stayed in the medieval village of Gorbio - (Neilson is the nephew of a friend of mine who lives in Gorbio village - the second photo shows them driving down her track).
