Tentativa de agotar un lugar parisino

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This was a gift from my boyfriend and I m really excited that it found its way into my life because it was such a unique reading experience.These are the observations of a man who sits in a cafe for 3 days and just watches the streets in front of him That s literally it He lists everything, basically in bullet points, that he sees the buses that pass by, the people that walk around, the cars and pigeons and kids and food.I really respect what he did it was a project with an objective and he This was a gift from my boyfriend and I m really excited that it found its way into my life because it was such a unique reading experience.These are the observations of a man who sits in a cafe for 3 days and just watches the streets in front of him That s literally it He lists everything, basically in bullet points, that he sees the buses that pass by, the people that walk around, the cars and pigeons and kids and food.I really respect what he did it was a project with an objective and he achieved that objective It was unlike anything I ve ever read before, and I enjoyed the experience of reading an experimental project like this It has honestly inspired me to try and do something non traditional and crafty with writing But I couldn t give itthan three stars because I feel like it fell short of any meaning or interesting end goal I d been hoping that he would make commentary on what he was seeing, make connections, or at least at the end have some sort of afterthoughts But it didn t It was literally just a list of the things he saw, and it failed to have any punch for me It s definitely something I m glad I ve read, and something I ll be mulling over It is five after twoAn 87 passes byPeople, in waves, continuallyA priest returning from a tripA child slides a toy car along the windowpane of the Caf A man stops to say hello to the big dog of Caf ,peacefully stretched out in front of the doorAn 86 passes byA 63 passes byI wish I could have walked by, and tapped on the windowAfternoon Georges, fine day it isA young man walks by he is carrying a large portfolioMalissard Dubernay rapid transit passes byA 70 passes byA 96It is two twentyTwo y It is five after twoAn 87 passes byPeople, in waves, continuallyA priest returning from a tripA child slides a toy car along the windowpane of the Caf A man stops to say hello to the big dog of Caf ,peacefully stretched out in front of the doorAn 86 passes byA 63 passes byI wish I could have walked by, and tapped on the windowAfternoon Georges, fine day it isA young man walks by he is carrying a large portfolioMalissard Dubernay rapid transit passes byA 70 passes byA 96It is two twentyTwo years before he started his magnum opus Life A users Manual , Perec penned this short technical exercise in observation In Paris, 1974 It s quite simple really Watch the world go by, and write it down It is writing of a stripped back nature, with the bare minimum of fact Yet, somehow a work of literature is still created, albeit, a brief one One thing is for certain, Perec fans may appreciate this, but most others will look at it as repetitive and pointless I side with Perec As he spends his time exhaustively documenting everything he sees and hears from a series of cafe windows, it starts to take on an air of poignancy, and I suddenly became totally relaxed, life slowed down How often do I get to say that in this rush rush world There are obvious nods towards early thoughts for Life A users Manual , an outside glimpse, before he moved his attention to every nook and cranny of an imaginary Parisian apartment Time, unarrestable works against his project here somewhat, and he is diverted from his observations by an effort to observe what has specifically changed in his field of view from one day to the next Seemingly nothing, but, what will in fact, eventually become everything It is almost what it doesn t say, that this short text, this noble exercise in futility, conveys such a sense of melancholy If in this one world there is one misery having no relief, it is the pressure on the heart from the incommunicable The next time I sit in a Caf watching the world go by, My mind will immediately think of Perec watching the world go by When my daughter was born last year we were living in Paris s sixth arrondissement, and every weekend, while my wife was at work presenting the news, I would walk up the rue du Cherche Midi with the pushchair, cut right down rue du Vieux Colombier, and then circle round and round the Place Saint Sulpice for hours on end waiting for Clementine to go to sleep.The church there is my favourite in Paris, as beautiful as Notre Dame but much quieter, and with an amazing organ whose organist used to pra When my daughter was born last year we were living in Paris s sixth arrondissement, and every weekend, while my wife was at work presenting the news, I would walk up the rue du Cherche Midi with the pushchair, cut right down rue du Vieux Colombier, and then circle round and round the Place Saint Sulpice for hours on end waiting for Clementine to go to sleep.The church there is my favourite in Paris, as beautiful as Notre Dame but much quieter, and with an amazing organ whose organist used to practise sometimes on quiet Sunday afternoons This was where Talleyrand was christened, and the Marquis de Sade, to name but two Outside in the square is a well known fountain and a few trees that provide some slowly revolving blocks of shade during the day.I must have seen that square in every weather and from every angle I ve sat on every stone bench and I ve had a coffee at every table in the one remaining caf I ve watched a priest trip on the church steps and go flying into a cyclist, and I ve been laughed at by unsympathetic tourists when my daughter projectile vomited all over herself, all over me, and all over the paperback I was reading at the time Nightwood, which not incidentally is largely set in an apartment above the caf on this very square.I feel, therefore, uniquely qualified to review this little extrait de carnet from Georges Perec, who set himself the task of simply observing everything that he could see in the Place Saint Sulpice as he sat there with a notebook over a weekend in October 1974.It s the sort of exercise you might do quite regularly as a writer, but it s not the sort of thing you d normally publish raw And I did go back and forth with this short book at first I found it just as banal as it sounds then I started to find it all rather invigorating and then unfortunately by the end I started to find it all a bit pointless again.This is a book whose value resides almost entirely in your own head, and not in the words on the page which of course is true for all books, but sometimes it takes a minimalist text like this to remind you of the fact.Perec s descriptions are extremely bare, almost catalogic He is weirdly obsessed with the buses A 96 goes past An 87 goes past An 86 goes past A 70 goes past A Grenelle Interlinge truck goes past.Calm No one at the bus stop.A 63 goes past A 96 goes past.If you are waiting for him to start reflecting on what he sees, to speculate in some way or to draw inferences about the scene basically, to make things up you will be waiting a long time There is not much of that which I found strange, because after twenty minutes sitting there rocking a pushchair with my foot, I had already given all the pigeons names and invented a lubricious back story for the brunette waiting outside the town hall If I had written this book it would doubtless be filled with a lot of that kind of thing, but Perec either has a less wandering mind than I do orlikely he is keeping himself deliberately restrained, factual, camera like By the end of the book we are still being fed such apparent banalities as The traffic lights turn red this happens to them often I was interested to see how much of the scene I recognised, and certainly a lot has not changed the descriptions of women coming out of mass holding pyramidal packets from the local patisserie, or of men outside the tabac tearing the cellophane off cigarette packs, could have been written yesterday.He kept talking about deux chevaux going past, and I was idly wondering was this meant until suddenly as I read it for the fifth time I realised he was talking about those old Citro n 2CVs Man, those things used to be everywhere, didn t they That suddenly made it all feel a lotseventies And then this got me wondering about dog shit, which Perec does not mention but I m sure dog shit used to be everywhere in Paris right I mean I wasn t around in 1974, but I m sure I remember from holidays in the 80s that there was A LOT of it Perec apparently doesn t see any J accuse, Georges Anyway, you can see some of the value this might have for future generations God knows it would be great to read a document like this written in, let s say, 1874, or 1574 for that matter.Beyond that, your reaction to Tentative d puisement will depend on many factors I no longer get excited about experimentation for its own sake, nor do I think this is a very innovative project in the first place Nevertheless parts of it, with their dedication to developing awareness and observation, won me round, and the final few lines started to read like free verse I was unexpectedly moved.Oh And on the last page, I suddenly read this Passe un jeune papa portant son b b endormi sur son dos et un parapluie la main and oh god I know it s stupid, but I suddenly couldn t help imagining that Georges, sitting there at his caf in 1974, squinting out through the rain, was watching me trudge into his field of vision from 2012, hugging my baby with one hand, and with one of his books, or something very like it, jammed in the back pocket of my jeans December 2013 Update 8 1 2012 I have revised this Goodreads book review into a proper essay, now published on the Eyeshot website thanks to Lee for taking an interest And thanks to all of you for for your likes and comments I am leaving my original Goodreads review below, as a document of the first draft of this essay, flaws and all.An Attempt At Exhausting A Book On GoodreadsDate June 30, 2012Time 11 00 a.m.Location Kavarna Cafe , Decatur GAWeather Sunny, Record Breaking HeatA small book.The pages Update 8 1 2012 I have revised this Goodreads book review into a proper essay, now published on the Eyeshot website thanks to Lee for taking an interest And thanks to all of you for for your likes and comments I am leaving my original Goodreads review below, as a document of the first draft of this essay, flaws and all.An Attempt At Exhausting A Book On GoodreadsDate June 30, 2012Time 11 00 a.m.Location Kavarna Cafe , Decatur GAWeather Sunny, Record Breaking HeatA small book.The pages are stiff.Translator s acknowledgment is short, about an inch down the page, and relatively forgettable.Some kind of introduction in a bold sans serif font, 2.5 inches down the right side The left side of the page is blank.Page 5, first solid page of text.Date, Time, Location and Weather are given at top.Many bullet points.Bus observations.Page 6, observations go on.A title Trajectories in bold.Sentences follow predictable form describing the destination of bus routes The goes to place.Short blocks of indented text, perhapspersonal observations Bus observations repeat.I lose concentration slightly and have to re read a sentence twice.Another title Colors in bold.Page 9 last word is Pause about halfway down the page.Page 10 part 2 is indicated with another set of Date, Time, Location No weather this time Does this mean it hasn t changed Sentences starting without a capital letter, erratic indents, what do they mean Page 11 back to normal format Capitals at beginning of sentences.Bus observations repeat.An Attempt At Being SeriousOK I was going to write a review of the entire book like that, but I don t think I have the stick with it ness that Perec does And it wouldn t be worth it just for a joke review, although I am not entirely joking I did want to see how it would feel to inventory the normally un noticed Answer it is exhausting and I started getting a heavy feeling in my stomach at the thought of finishing this exercise.In case you haven t figured out by now, this short book is an experiment by Georges Perec to, as the title suggests, exhaust a place That place is the Place Saint Sulpice, a busy corner in Paris both for car traffic, people traffic, animals, and inanimate objects churches, cafes, candy wrappers Perec says My intention in the pages that follow was to describe that which is generally not taken note of, that which is not noticed, that which has no importance what happens when nothing happens other than the weather, people, cars, and clouds This was muchinteresting than I had expected it to be from that description Of course it was boring Descriptions of people walking around looking not extraordinary in any way, buses passing by, pigeons landing, buses passing by again, he notices these things without attempting to select or curate them based on their interesting ness, but just based on them happening But curate is exactly what he does, because he could easily have noticed and written about a completely different set of non occurences a bug flying by, or the color of the floor in the cafe he was sitting in, or the speed of the blue Mercedes truck instead of its color Because the world has so much information in it, it is simply not possible to not select when writing, and this alone is interesting to me.But it was interesting on a different level as well what I started to notice through the boredom was that the smallest alteration of his syntax or the smallest change in what he noticed became a much bigger deal than if the book were full of interesting variety and non boring content So the reader is observing Perec s tiniest changes while Perec is observing the street for the tiniest changes thus my review up top was not totally in jest I started noticing things like he would repeat things like the bus passing by, always with a complete identical sentence like A 70 passes by but by the end he shortens this to just A 70 interesting word choices pop out , like when some cars dive into the parking lot Or when two tourist buses pass by with their cargoes of photophagous Japanese guess what my new favorite word is he visits the same place over 3 days, and is very concerned with the differences between the three days What has changed since yesterday this different times same place obsession reminded me of Jenny Erpenbeck s book Visitation, which has a similar obsession, and starts with this epigraph As the day is long and the world is old, many people can stand in the same place, one after the other Marie in Woyzeck by Georg Buchner he starts out being completely objective, sticking to the facts, but soon he starts tossing subjective things in like A lady who has just bought an ugly candleholder goes by I loved that I could see his thought processes come through every once in a while, like when he muses on the difference between busses passing by and everything else passing by Several other times he analyzes why he has chosen a particular detail to write about rather than another detail You get a sense that he is figuring out how he wants to conduct his experiment even as he is conducting his experiment.Perec s saving grace here is probably that he didn t have too strict of a methodology He had an idea, but he allowed himself to stray from it occasionally if he wanted to This provided points of relief, humor, light, and variety though you should not read this if you re mainly looking for variety to keep a reader going despite the monotony of the endeavor as a whole.Lastly I enjoyed this book thoroughly, but I would never recommend it to anyone without a signed affidavit saying they won t blame me later.An Attempt at Re Exhausting a PlaceHere s an idea there is no reason I can t continue Perec s grand experiment by revisiting the very corner where he made his observations Perec was interested in the passage of time Well, it s been 38 years plus or minus some months now, and I will go to Saint Sulpice myself, to see if anything has changed Have the people becomeordinary, have the pigeons flown off for good What, if anything, is the weather doing And I will do all this not by sitting in that spot over three days, but by examining that spot in one specific moment, an instantaneous flash captured on top of a little car with the word Google written on the side Surely Perec would have noticed such an out of the ordinary car, with a camera on top of it But maybe he s fallen asleep Or maybe it s too out of the ordinary, and he only notices infra ordinary , boring things So let s take a look, shall we seems like Caf de la Mairie is still in the same spot And what is this A bus, you say The 87 goes to Champ de Mars Perec says on page 8 The 87 goes to Champ de Mars Perec says again, just to be sure, on page 9 Now I can repeat it The 87 goes to Champ de Mars on page 2012 And the people Yes, there must be at least 50 people within view if I do a quick 360 Mopeds and bicycles everywhere I don t remember Perec mentioning bicycles, but he did say he saw a few mopeds One of them is going down the road right now in a business suit Taxis lined up across the street from the cafe Agence de V my view is blocked I m clicking the arrows now, going up and down the street A woman with red hair is standing in the bus, carrying several green plastic bags A younger, perhaps asian woman photophagous Japanese sits at the very back of the bus, her left hand on her chin Oh, I can see the sign now in this view, it says Agence de Voyages , possibly a travel agency Among the list of things Perec mentions in the beginning is a travel agency I have a hard time believing that a travel agency has survived so long A woman in a light brown trenchcoat is crossing the street There are about 50 empty yellow foldout chairs in front of the Cafe de la Mairie, all facing outward No, not all of them are empty Will there be a concert across the street Maybe this is just a form of compact outdoor seating, for maximum capacity profit Next to the cafe, two white trucks are at loggerheads Sortie de Camions My French is awful, I would be so lost in this country I wonder what Perec would think about Google Streetview He d probably write 500 books based on it A sign says Antiquaires Underneath it sit two men and a woman on a bench A narrow alley is blocked off from construction, one side of an old building seems to be worked on It looks like a government building, a courthouse maybe, but what is it doing with this tall section I don t remember Perec mentioning this.The letter P is still here Perec noticed this too, maybe because his last name starts with a P More mopeds, everyone is wearing helmets good The side of a blue truck advertises Bieres de Paris Next to the P and the parked taxis is what appears to be a subway station Was the subway here when Perec wrote in 1974 More trenchcoats, do the French love trenchcoats or what Perec noticed several in his book Two men in light brown jackets walking down the street briskly I can only assume, from their postures one is carrying a plastic bag, can t make out the contents Are they trying to catch one of these taxis The trees are leafy, green I don t know when this photo was taken, but probably spring, judging from the clothing and the lack of orange leaves What appears to be tin huts stalls in some kind of antique street market Google won t let me go there to see Oh my It suddenly looks like these photographs were not taken sequentially This view shows the tin huts but this one from a fewfeet down meters they re metric over there, right shows white tents in the same spot Some sort of arts fair must have taken its place large women are crossing the street, one is dragging behind her some luggage on wheels Traffic light is red A larger woman stands at the median A man in a blue shirt stands waiting to cross the street with a manilla envelope in his left hand What, pray tell, has happened to all of the pigeons of 1974 An ad reads GLAMOUR Oh, I have spotted a pigeon in the air Are you perhaps one of Perec s pigeon s great great grandchildren Or maybe you re not a pigeon at all, too far to tell what kind of bird you are A black SmartCar, parked in front of what appears to be residences I am moving down the street now, closer to Rue Bonaparte A woman in a white sleeveless shirt and a blue purse next to men in coats An apple green moped Perec mentions a fountain decorated with the statues of four orators, but I cannot find it Surely that would have survived if the travel agency survived Where is it Maybe it has migrated with the pigeons StillGoogle time has passed as I go down the road Suddenly the residential building is now covered in construction plastic it says traitement de facades and even I can figure that one out despite my poor French A woman with a very similar blue purse as the woman in the white sleeveless shirt is walking beside the building under construction Now she is wearing manylayers A traffic light is green.I found it The fountain and the statues it seems that the white tents and earlier later time is impossible in streetview the tin huts had surrounded it and were obstructing its view I m so glad it s here, even though I had never seen it before Why do I feel such relief It is too far to make out the pigeons Let me navigate to a better view Incidentally, no pigeons.At the end of the road, suddenly the white tents reappear Alsacez VOUS a Paris it says 20 or so mopeds and motorcycles have been cordoned off on the side of the street A woman in a fierce violet jacket is walking fiercely She is carrying an orange shopping bag Her body, in the act of shopping, has the propulsive thrust of an Olympic gymnast She is not ordinary or infra ordinary, she is extraordinary.DAY TWO.I m back on Google Streetview, feeling re energized.Not far from the woman wearing the fierce violet jacket Two bookstores just a few steps from the Saint Sulpice, surely one of these books on display is Perec s An Attempt I just looked up photophagous It s not really a word, but apparently a play on the word phytophagous meaning esp of an insect or other invertebrate feeding on plants I wonder what the original pun in French was.Also, had a revelation during my break from Streetview There is no clear indication that what I assumed was the subway station was indeed the subway station Maybe it is the parking lot that features so prominently in Attempt If that is so, it would make sense that the cars dive into it If it is not so, then where is the parking lot Also have been re reading Perec, and he briefly mentions a district council building, which I am pretty sure is the one next to the Mairie that is under reconstruction.Police station Police cars parked out front.Spotted a 58 at the intersection of Rue Bonaparte and Rue de Vaugirard I don t remember Perec mentioning the 58.I think I m kind of lost, so I m going back to Cafe Mairie Different view of the outdoor seating Looks almost like student desks A group of three elderly individuals men or women hard to tell with their faces blurred talking leisurely Another man appears to be reading the newspaper.In the opposite direction, a woman in a white jacket and yellow purse walks by a green trashcan Looking back at the opposite corner the mopeds here are parked almost equidistant from each other, whereas they are usually bunched together in other places.In the middle of the street, a young man in a denim jacket carrying an instrument and a young woman in a white jacket on her cell phone, carrying a yellow purse not unlike the earlier woman.I always assumed this bus was the same as the 87 in the front view, but the side says 86 86 just happens to be the most mentioned one in Perec s book, at least that is my impression.And in fact, it is the 86 because the 87 from the front view has a different side Two buses were in the same spot in two different views, and Google alternated these two time frames within the same street The 86 goes to Saint Germain des Pres Perec says.I love how I have to keep backtracking on things I ve said as I circle this block over and over again and understandof what is going on and how Google has spliced together images from different times What at first seems apparent gives way to multiple deceptions.I feel oddly like I know this block very well now, when in reality this too is a deception If I actually traveled to Saint Sulpice, I would be so lost I would look for all these people, always rooted in their designated spots, as if they were landmarks, statues waiting for pigeons to land on, but they would all be gone.It occurs to me that Streetview plays with time in a very interesting, almost artistic manner, when in fact it is a random outcome based on the different cameras routes.Three time frames 1 tin hut antique market the 86 is in this time frame 2 white tents in the same spot the 87 is in this time frame 3 no tents or huts, clear view to the fountainThere may be other time frames I am unaware of I feel like a time traveler.Here I can see the front of the 86, finally is the front of another bus It could be the same 86, but I m not sure It is in the tin hut time frame is the name of the store on the corner of the residential building that is in some time frames under construction.A tour bus that says Knipschild on it.I think that if I keep going up and down this street I will unlock some kind of secret I keep looking at the same people Their frozen postures hold so many stories Then I see new people too New things that had escaped my attention the first time through Each looking hasdepth.I see the same woman in the white sleeveless shirt, and I feel a sense of familiarity, like we ve already met.Tourist in all white and a yellow umbrella crossing the street Further down Rue Bonaparte Mom with stroller, baby on back Dad walking beside her Man with a baby blue book Can t make out the title White haired woman in black coat.Here is a sign for the metro So it is a metro afterall, and not a parking lot Where is the parking lot Perec refers to Two bright green street sweepers parked on a corner A few construction signs on the sidewalk Corner of Bonaparte and Saint Sulpice.Fierce woman in fierce violet jacket again Feeling of familiarity.In the other direction, asian woman in a pink top and blue jeans Taxis A silver Volkswagon with a sunroof White tents.A woman riding a bike very close to us Carrying a small green purse Tourist with a backpack and another bag slung over the shoulder crossing Saint Sulpice Small Mercedes hatchback.From this angle, another ramp leading down Definitely lookslike a metro station than an underground parking lot over at the cafe, going down Place Saint Sulpice another bookstore Woman with shopping bag running down the sidewalk Why the hurry I see no taxis or buses nearby Across the street a woman is unlocking her bike in front of the church.Wandering off from the square seems like such a luxury So many new sights and new people to see, easy eyecandy New sights without effort, whereas in the square I have to strain my eyes to find something new although every time there is something I ve missed before.Rare man with unblurred out face, looking back suspiciously at the camera I m so used to seeing the veil of the blur that I feel oddly wrong, like a peeping tom, when I stare at his face, as if he were naked But I cannot stop staring.French taggers A store called JLR A garbage truck I ve wandered kind of far now I apologize if this review has stopped becoming entertaining But it seems I am driven to look and re look without any endpoint in sight, least of all entertainment.A bit exhausted now To be continued maybe CAF DE LA MAIRE One of the prime spots where Georges Perec records the swirl of life An Attempt at Exhausting a Place in Paris over the course of three days in October 1974, Georges Perec compiled hundreds of individual entries of instances of what he perceived in a certain local in Paris This dainty little forty page Perec praline prospectus can be read several times in an afternoon I encourage you to slow down and take your time little will be gained zipping from page to page, most es CAF DE LA MAIRE One of the prime spots where Georges Perec records the swirl of life An Attempt at Exhausting a Place in Paris over the course of three days in October 1974, Georges Perec compiled hundreds of individual entries of instances of what he perceived in a certain local in Paris This dainty little forty page Perec praline prospectus can be read several times in an afternoon I encourage you to slow down and take your time little will be gained zipping from page to page, most especially since in translator Marc Lowenthal s Afterward we read Attempt was one of Perec s clearer efforts to grapple with what he termed the infraordinary the marking and manifestations of the everyday that consistently escape our attention as they compose the essence of our lives what happens, as he puts it here, when nothing happens Between my own readings of Attempt, I kept reflecting on two bits from Georges Species of Spaces, a highly provocative essay he wrote in the same year Here s the duo with my comments Do you know how to see what s worthy of note Is there anything that strikes you Nothing strikes you You don t know how to see You must set about itslowly, almost stupidly Force yourself to write down what is of no interest, what is most obvious, most common, most colourless Georges places the emphasis on seeing Nearly all the many entries in Attempt are visual For example Three children taken to school Another apple green 2CV and The street lamps progressively light up Although there s the occasional hearing A funeral chimes stops or feeling I went up to the second floor, a sad room, rather cold, Georges focuses on what his eyes perceive What I find curious is not once does Georges make mention of the sensation of his own breathing For me, awareness of breath is rich and beautiful If we hone our attention, we recognize the rhythm of breath occurs in four stages inbreth, pause, outbreath, pause Thewe relax into the breath, thewe can have a direct experience of an entire universe opening up Perhaps the simple fact that breathing is a constant is the very reason it is generally overlooked The second Species of Spaces quote is extraordinary To describe space to name it, to trace it, like those portolano makers who saturated the coastlines with the names of harbours, the names of capes, the names of inlets, until in the end the land was only separated from the sea by a continuous ribbon of text Is the aleph, that place in Borges from which the entire world is visible simultaneously, anything other than an alphabet This is precisely what Georges does in Attempt And with the emphasis on the alphabet, it s no accident his first two entres pertain to letters, beginning respectively Letters of the alphabet, words KLM and Conventional symbols arrows, under the P of the parking lot signs Thus we re given a glimpse of what it means to be a born writer, some may even say, a genius writer an exceptional ability to convert the buzz of experience coming in through our five senses into elegant language And recall Georges Perec s goal was to write a different book each and every time he set pen to paper or sat at his typer And Georges urged anyone aspiring to be a writer to do the same, proclaiming there s space enough for each of us In the end, An Attempt at Exhausting a Place in Paris can serve as inspiration, a door to the creative life Thank you, Georges Again the pigeons go round the squareI am now at La Fontaine St Sulpice, sitting with my back to the square the cars and people in my line of sight are coming from the square or are getting ready to cross it with the exception of some pedestrians coming from rue Bonaparte French author and space cadet extraordinaire, Georges Perec, 1936 1982 It took me a little bit to fully accept the premise of this slender volume Ostensibly, it s a description of everything going on in one place, with an odd fixation on buses And at first I thought, neat trick, but what s the point Then, theI read, theit came to me as a prose poem, an ode to the ebb and flow of urban life, to both the joys and the melancholy of being solitary in a great city Honestly, all I wanted to do afterwards was sit out in front of the decrepit royal statue It took me a little bit to fully accept the premise of this slender volume Ostensibly, it s a description of everything going on in one place, with an odd fixation on buses And at first I thought, neat trick, but what s the point Then, theI read, theit came to me as a prose poem, an ode to the ebb and flow of urban life, to both the joys and the melancholy of being solitary in a great city Honestly, all I wanted to do afterwards was sit out in front of the decrepit royal statue in the corner of Lumphini Park, watch the traffic split down Silom, Rama IV, and Ratchadamri Roads, the coming and going of metro trains, and take notes Georges Perec wrote this fascinating little very little but beautifully designed book regarding one location in Paris, and documenting what was happening around that section And that is basically it Buses come and go, taxi stand, children walk by as others Totally uninteresting and that is what s interesting about it Perec only records what s not interesting and by doing that he is capturing a series of moments that one never pays attention to And there is a beauty to that Also Perec is Georges Perec wrote this fascinating little very little but beautifully designed book regarding one location in Paris, and documenting what was happening around that section And that is basically it Buses come and go, taxi stand, children walk by as others Totally uninteresting and that is what s interesting about it Perec only records what s not interesting and by doing that he is capturing a series of moments that one never pays attention to And there is a beauty to that Also Perec is hysterical His little side comments are priceless and very dry It is almost like reading notes from a detective at a stake out is that the term , but there is nothing to report I love that An experiment, and one ultimately doomed to failure its failure, however, is also its greatest strength It s essentially an extended list of details some cars dive into the parking lot an 86 bus passes by A 70 passes by, etc, etc , something that would seem to make for a rather dull read But I found it one of the most invigorating reading experiences I ve had in a long while Not particularly, I admit, because of the text itself, but in the way that it suddenly made me breathlessly at An experiment, and one ultimately doomed to failure its failure, however, is also its greatest strength It s essentially an extended list of details some cars dive into the parking lot an 86 bus passes by A 70 passes by, etc, etc , something that would seem to make for a rather dull read But I found it one of the most invigorating reading experiences I ve had in a long while Not particularly, I admit, because of the text itself, but in the way that it suddenly made me breathlessly attuned to my surroundings, conscious of the tiny details of a particular time and a particular space that are easily usually overlooked, ignored I read this slenderest of texts as I sat at the small table in the front bay windows of a cafe I discovered last week and have returned to several times since, looking out on a side street that heretofore had seemed tranquil and practically empty at least by San Francisco standards , but as I read it suddenly seemed bristling with activity, and I became hyper aware of the pedestrians criss crossing my direct field of vision, casually walking dogs, pushing strollers or talking on phones, of the wind occasionally causing the overhanging expanses of tree leaves to shudder uncontrollably, of the slightest glimpse of figures appearing in windows of the facing row of elegant Victorian style houses And for that all too brief hour or so, the infraordinary Perec s term for the markings and manifestations of the everyday that consistently escape our attention as they compose the essence of lives suddenly seemed quite extraordinary I didn t think of taking a photo myself, but I m glad someone else did I was at the table on the opposite window, however, and when I ve been there there hasn t been so much activity outside I have no idea what the white stuff is on the window though Photo by sparkle glowplug, found on flickr Review cross posted on my blog, Memories of the Future This was a very weird book and it made for an interesting reading experience The book is literally a long list that the author writes sitting in a cafe in Paris for 3 days describing every single thing that passes out of the window There is no story to it, no cohesion, just literally a laundry list of every single detail of everything that he sees It made me feel like when you repeat a word again and again and after a while it loses meaning This is how this book felt by the end The details This was a very weird book and it made for an interesting reading experience The book is literally a long list that the author writes sitting in a cafe in Paris for 3 days describing every single thing that passes out of the window There is no story to it, no cohesion, just literally a laundry list of every single detail of everything that he sees It made me feel like when you repeat a word again and again and after a while it loses meaning This is how this book felt by the end The details didn t make sense any and even though the descriptions were still realistic it made for a very surreal experience I can t give itthan 3 stars because even though I really appreciate it for what it is and for pushing the boundaries of storytelling, I can t say I enjoyed it I was bored out of mind Which is kind of what the book sets out to do though So maybe, in that sense, it s extremely successful Hmm Life Sneaks In Ground packed gravel and sand Stone the curbs, a fountain, a church, buildings Trees leafy, many yellowing A rather big chunk of sky maybe one sixth of my field of vision A cloud of pigeons that suddenly swoops down on the central plaza, between the church and fountain Vehicles their inventory remains to be made Human beings Some sort of basset hound Bread baguette Lettuce curly endive partially emerging from a shopping bagJournal entries from a man sitting Life Sneaks In Ground packed gravel and sand Stone the curbs, a fountain, a church, buildings Trees leafy, many yellowing A rather big chunk of sky maybe one sixth of my field of vision A cloud of pigeons that suddenly swoops down on the central plaza, between the church and fountain Vehicles their inventory remains to be made Human beings Some sort of basset hound Bread baguette Lettuce curly endive partially emerging from a shopping bagJournal entries from a man sitting in a Parisian square, at various cafes at various times over a three day period beginning Friday, October 18, 1974 The church is the Eglise Saint Sulpice the fountain and buildings are among the most distinguished in Paris but Georges Perec has no desire to add to the amount that others have written about them My intention, he tells us in a brief preface, was to describe the rest instead that which is generally not taken note of, that which is not noticed, that which has no importance what happens when nothing happens other than the weather, people, cars, and clouds Reading this through last night the tiny 50 page book can easily be read in an hour , I was most conscious of the objectivity of it all The observations are punctuated by notes about passing buses An 86 passes by An 87 passes by A 63 passes by , the number of taxis waiting at the rank, the deliveries to nearby stores It seemed dry, but curiously fascinating, the polar opposite of normal travel writing, yet indelibly etching a precise portrait of a particular place and time.Writing out the passage above this morning, though, I am struck by something else how human it is Try as Perec might to remain objective, life sneaks in And once in, it will not leave That rather big chunk of sky thanks to Mark Lowenthal for his no nonsense translation occupies maybe one sixth of his field of vision Even now, at the top of only the second page, the author has become a person, not just a camera The cloud of pigeons are living things in unpredictable action The human beings are still anonymous for now, but that baguette represents a whole way of life, and the maybe curly endive emerging from the shopping bag could be material for an entire short story Even so, what a wonderful surprise to see this entry on page 14 A 96 passes by, stops before the bus stop Saint Sulpice section off it steps Genevi ve Serreau, who takes rue des Canettes I get her attention by knocking on the windowpane, and she comes over to say hello A lot has to do, though, with layout Print each observation as a single line, and it stirs the imagination Put them all together in a single paragraph, and you get a montage, LIFE flashing in neon, rather than an object for quiet contemplation I again saw buses, taxis, cars, tourist buses, trucks and vans, bikes, mopeds, Vespas, motorcycles, a postal delivery tricycle, a motorcycle school vehicle, a driving school car, elegant women, aging beaus, old couples, groups of children, people with bags, satchels, suitcases, dogs, pipes, umbrellas, potbellies, old skins, old schmucks, young schmucks, idlers, deliverymen, scowlers, windbags I also saw Jean Paul Aron, and the proprietor of the Trois Canettes restaurant, whom I had already seen this morning.Perec was a member of the Oulipo group Organization for Potential Literature , which sought to discipline writing though artificially imposed constraints most famously in Perec sLa disparitiontranslated by Gilbert Adair asA Void, a 300 page novel entirely eliminating the letter e But the beauty of constraint comes, not from the demonstration of what you cannot do, but from the glorious emergence of what you can In his self imposed objectivity, Perec attempts an exhaustive catalogue of the everyday objects in a Paris square But everywhere, life sneaks in the impersonal has become personal again, magnificently so.Or has it Look at this another way, from the top of one of the towers of the church, say Here is this 38 year old man sitting alone at a cafe table, nursing a beer or a gentian, watching the world go by He sees some people he knows, yes he even greets a few of them but they pass on by, leaving him to his task Is there not something lonely in his detachment, as though looking through the window at a party to which he has not been invited Perhaps I am making this up But it is hard not to recall that this first generation Frenchman is in fact a Holocaust orphan of Czech Jewish ancestry Would I be wrong to see in his meticulous anatomizing of the Parisian cityscape something of the same search for identity that characterizes the work of his slightly younger contemporary, also a Jewish orphan, Patrick Modiano

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    Tentativa de agotar un lugar parisino Epub ´ n, el mero recuerdo, la introspecci n Tentativa de agotar un lugar parisino, que aqu se ofrece por primera vez en espa ol, data deEs apenas una larga lista de lo que se ve desde los distintos lugares de la plaza Sr Sulpice de Par s Lo que ocurre es lo que pasa cuando no pasa nada Lo que se nombra es lo que se ve y lo que se ve nos lleva por momentos a lo que se imagina. This was a gift from my boyfriend and I m really excited that it found its way into my life because it was such a unique reading experience.These are the observations of a man who sits in a cafe for 3 days and just watches the streets in front of him That s literally it He lists everything, basically in bullet points, that he sees the buses that pass by, the people that walk around, the cars and pigeons and kids and food.I really respect what he did it was a project with an objective and he This was a gift from my boyfriend and I m really excited that it found its way into my life because it was such a unique reading experience.These are the observations of a man who sits in a cafe for 3 days and just watches the streets in front of him That s literally it He lists everything, basically in bullet points, that he sees the buses that pass by, the people that walk around, the cars and pigeons and kids and food.I really respect what he did it was a project with an objective and he achieved that objective It was unlike anything I ve ever read before, and I enjoyed the experience of reading an experimental project like this It has honestly inspired me to try and do something non traditional and crafty with writing But I couldn t give itthan three stars because I feel like it fell short of any meaning or interesting end goal I d been hoping that he would make commentary on what he was seeing, make connections, or at least at the end have some sort of afterthoughts But it didn t It was literally just a list of the things he saw, and it failed to have any punch for me It s definitely something I m glad I ve read, and something I ll be mulling over It is five after twoAn 87 passes byPeople, in waves, continuallyA priest returning from a tripA child slides a toy car along the windowpane of the Caf A man stops to say hello to the big dog of Caf ,peacefully stretched out in front of the doorAn 86 passes byA 63 passes byI wish I could have walked by, and tapped on the windowAfternoon Georges, fine day it isA young man walks by he is carrying a large portfolioMalissard Dubernay rapid transit passes byA 70 passes byA 96It is two twentyTwo y It is five after twoAn 87 passes byPeople, in waves, continuallyA priest returning from a tripA child slides a toy car along the windowpane of the Caf A man stops to say hello to the big dog of Caf ,peacefully stretched out in front of the doorAn 86 passes byA 63 passes byI wish I could have walked by, and tapped on the windowAfternoon Georges, fine day it isA young man walks by he is carrying a large portfolioMalissard Dubernay rapid transit passes byA 70 passes byA 96It is two twentyTwo years before he started his magnum opus Life A users Manual , Perec penned this short technical exercise in observation In Paris, 1974 It s quite simple really Watch the world go by, and write it down It is writing of a stripped back nature, with the bare minimum of fact Yet, somehow a work of literature is still created, albeit, a brief one One thing is for certain, Perec fans may appreciate this, but most others will look at it as repetitive and pointless I side with Perec As he spends his time exhaustively documenting everything he sees and hears from a series of cafe windows, it starts to take on an air of poignancy, and I suddenly became totally relaxed, life slowed down How often do I get to say that in this rush rush world There are obvious nods towards early thoughts for Life A users Manual , an outside glimpse, before he moved his attention to every nook and cranny of an imaginary Parisian apartment Time, unarrestable works against his project here somewhat, and he is diverted from his observations by an effort to observe what has specifically changed in his field of view from one day to the next Seemingly nothing, but, what will in fact, eventually become everything It is almost what it doesn t say, that this short text, this noble exercise in futility, conveys such a sense of melancholy If in this one world there is one misery having no relief, it is the pressure on the heart from the incommunicable The next time I sit in a Caf watching the world go by, My mind will immediately think of Perec watching the world go by When my daughter was born last year we were living in Paris s sixth arrondissement, and every weekend, while my wife was at work presenting the news, I would walk up the rue du Cherche Midi with the pushchair, cut right down rue du Vieux Colombier, and then circle round and round the Place Saint Sulpice for hours on end waiting for Clementine to go to sleep.The church there is my favourite in Paris, as beautiful as Notre Dame but much quieter, and with an amazing organ whose organist used to pra When my daughter was born last year we were living in Paris s sixth arrondissement, and every weekend, while my wife was at work presenting the news, I would walk up the rue du Cherche Midi with the pushchair, cut right down rue du Vieux Colombier, and then circle round and round the Place Saint Sulpice for hours on end waiting for Clementine to go to sleep.The church there is my favourite in Paris, as beautiful as Notre Dame but much quieter, and with an amazing organ whose organist used to practise sometimes on quiet Sunday afternoons This was where Talleyrand was christened, and the Marquis de Sade, to name but two Outside in the square is a well known fountain and a few trees that provide some slowly revolving blocks of shade during the day.I must have seen that square in every weather and from every angle I ve sat on every stone bench and I ve had a coffee at every table in the one remaining caf I ve watched a priest trip on the church steps and go flying into a cyclist, and I ve been laughed at by unsympathetic tourists when my daughter projectile vomited all over herself, all over me, and all over the paperback I was reading at the time Nightwood, which not incidentally is largely set in an apartment above the caf on this very square.I feel, therefore, uniquely qualified to review this little extrait de carnet from Georges Perec, who set himself the task of simply observing everything that he could see in the Place Saint Sulpice as he sat there with a notebook over a weekend in October 1974.It s the sort of exercise you might do quite regularly as a writer, but it s not the sort of thing you d normally publish raw And I did go back and forth with this short book at first I found it just as banal as it sounds then I started to find it all rather invigorating and then unfortunately by the end I started to find it all a bit pointless again.This is a book whose value resides almost entirely in your own head, and not in the words on the page which of course is true for all books, but sometimes it takes a minimalist text like this to remind you of the fact.Perec s descriptions are extremely bare, almost catalogic He is weirdly obsessed with the buses A 96 goes past An 87 goes past An 86 goes past A 70 goes past A Grenelle Interlinge truck goes past.Calm No one at the bus stop.A 63 goes past A 96 goes past.If you are waiting for him to start reflecting on what he sees, to speculate in some way or to draw inferences about the scene basically, to make things up you will be waiting a long time There is not much of that which I found strange, because after twenty minutes sitting there rocking a pushchair with my foot, I had already given all the pigeons names and invented a lubricious back story for the brunette waiting outside the town hall If I had written this book it would doubtless be filled with a lot of that kind of thing, but Perec either has a less wandering mind than I do orlikely he is keeping himself deliberately restrained, factual, camera like By the end of the book we are still being fed such apparent banalities as The traffic lights turn red this happens to them often I was interested to see how much of the scene I recognised, and certainly a lot has not changed the descriptions of women coming out of mass holding pyramidal packets from the local patisserie, or of men outside the tabac tearing the cellophane off cigarette packs, could have been written yesterday.He kept talking about deux chevaux going past, and I was idly wondering was this meant until suddenly as I read it for the fifth time I realised he was talking about those old Citro n 2CVs Man, those things used to be everywhere, didn t they That suddenly made it all feel a lotseventies And then this got me wondering about dog shit, which Perec does not mention but I m sure dog shit used to be everywhere in Paris right I mean I wasn t around in 1974, but I m sure I remember from holidays in the 80s that there was A LOT of it Perec apparently doesn t see any J accuse, Georges Anyway, you can see some of the value this might have for future generations God knows it would be great to read a document like this written in, let s say, 1874, or 1574 for that matter.Beyond that, your reaction to Tentative d puisement will depend on many factors I no longer get excited about experimentation for its own sake, nor do I think this is a very innovative project in the first place Nevertheless parts of it, with their dedication to developing awareness and observation, won me round, and the final few lines started to read like free verse I was unexpectedly moved.Oh And on the last page, I suddenly read this Passe un jeune papa portant son b b endormi sur son dos et un parapluie la main and oh god I know it s stupid, but I suddenly couldn t help imagining that Georges, sitting there at his caf in 1974, squinting out through the rain, was watching me trudge into his field of vision from 2012, hugging my baby with one hand, and with one of his books, or something very like it, jammed in the back pocket of my jeans December 2013 Update 8 1 2012 I have revised this Goodreads book review into a proper essay, now published on the Eyeshot website thanks to Lee for taking an interest And thanks to all of you for for your likes and comments I am leaving my original Goodreads review below, as a document of the first draft of this essay, flaws and all.An Attempt At Exhausting A Book On GoodreadsDate June 30, 2012Time 11 00 a.m.Location Kavarna Cafe , Decatur GAWeather Sunny, Record Breaking HeatA small book.The pages Update 8 1 2012 I have revised this Goodreads book review into a proper essay, now published on the Eyeshot website thanks to Lee for taking an interest And thanks to all of you for for your likes and comments I am leaving my original Goodreads review below, as a document of the first draft of this essay, flaws and all.An Attempt At Exhausting A Book On GoodreadsDate June 30, 2012Time 11 00 a.m.Location Kavarna Cafe , Decatur GAWeather Sunny, Record Breaking HeatA small book.The pages are stiff.Translator s acknowledgment is short, about an inch down the page, and relatively forgettable.Some kind of introduction in a bold sans serif font, 2.5 inches down the right side The left side of the page is blank.Page 5, first solid page of text.Date, Time, Location and Weather are given at top.Many bullet points.Bus observations.Page 6, observations go on.A title Trajectories in bold.Sentences follow predictable form describing the destination of bus routes The goes to place.Short blocks of indented text, perhapspersonal observations Bus observations repeat.I lose concentration slightly and have to re read a sentence twice.Another title Colors in bold.Page 9 last word is Pause about halfway down the page.Page 10 part 2 is indicated with another set of Date, Time, Location No weather this time Does this mean it hasn t changed Sentences starting without a capital letter, erratic indents, what do they mean Page 11 back to normal format Capitals at beginning of sentences.Bus observations repeat.An Attempt At Being SeriousOK I was going to write a review of the entire book like that, but I don t think I have the stick with it ness that Perec does And it wouldn t be worth it just for a joke review, although I am not entirely joking I did want to see how it would feel to inventory the normally un noticed Answer it is exhausting and I started getting a heavy feeling in my stomach at the thought of finishing this exercise.In case you haven t figured out by now, this short book is an experiment by Georges Perec to, as the title suggests, exhaust a place That place is the Place Saint Sulpice, a busy corner in Paris both for car traffic, people traffic, animals, and inanimate objects churches, cafes, candy wrappers Perec says My intention in the pages that follow was to describe that which is generally not taken note of, that which is not noticed, that which has no importance what happens when nothing happens other than the weather, people, cars, and clouds This was muchinteresting than I had expected it to be from that description Of course it was boring Descriptions of people walking around looking not extraordinary in any way, buses passing by, pigeons landing, buses passing by again, he notices these things without attempting to select or curate them based on their interesting ness, but just based on them happening But curate is exactly what he does, because he could easily have noticed and written about a completely different set of non occurences a bug flying by, or the color of the floor in the cafe he was sitting in, or the speed of the blue Mercedes truck instead of its color Because the world has so much information in it, it is simply not possible to not select when writing, and this alone is interesting to me.But it was interesting on a different level as well what I started to notice through the boredom was that the smallest alteration of his syntax or the smallest change in what he noticed became a much bigger deal than if the book were full of interesting variety and non boring content So the reader is observing Perec s tiniest changes while Perec is observing the street for the tiniest changes thus my review up top was not totally in jest I started noticing things like he would repeat things like the bus passing by, always with a complete identical sentence like A 70 passes by but by the end he shortens this to just A 70 interesting word choices pop out , like when some cars dive into the parking lot Or when two tourist buses pass by with their cargoes of photophagous Japanese guess what my new favorite word is he visits the same place over 3 days, and is very concerned with the differences between the three days What has changed since yesterday this different times same place obsession reminded me of Jenny Erpenbeck s book Visitation, which has a similar obsession, and starts with this epigraph As the day is long and the world is old, many people can stand in the same place, one after the other Marie in Woyzeck by Georg Buchner he starts out being completely objective, sticking to the facts, but soon he starts tossing subjective things in like A lady who has just bought an ugly candleholder goes by I loved that I could see his thought processes come through every once in a while, like when he muses on the difference between busses passing by and everything else passing by Several other times he analyzes why he has chosen a particular detail to write about rather than another detail You get a sense that he is figuring out how he wants to conduct his experiment even as he is conducting his experiment.Perec s saving grace here is probably that he didn t have too strict of a methodology He had an idea, but he allowed himself to stray from it occasionally if he wanted to This provided points of relief, humor, light, and variety though you should not read this if you re mainly looking for variety to keep a reader going despite the monotony of the endeavor as a whole.Lastly I enjoyed this book thoroughly, but I would never recommend it to anyone without a signed affidavit saying they won t blame me later.An Attempt at Re Exhausting a PlaceHere s an idea there is no reason I can t continue Perec s grand experiment by revisiting the very corner where he made his observations Perec was interested in the passage of time Well, it s been 38 years plus or minus some months now, and I will go to Saint Sulpice myself, to see if anything has changed Have the people becomeordinary, have the pigeons flown off for good What, if anything, is the weather doing And I will do all this not by sitting in that spot over three days, but by examining that spot in one specific moment, an instantaneous flash captured on top of a little car with the word Google written on the side Surely Perec would have noticed such an out of the ordinary car, with a camera on top of it But maybe he s fallen asleep Or maybe it s too out of the ordinary, and he only notices infra ordinary , boring things So let s take a look, shall we seems like Caf de la Mairie is still in the same spot And what is this A bus, you say The 87 goes to Champ de Mars Perec says on page 8 The 87 goes to Champ de Mars Perec says again, just to be sure, on page 9 Now I can repeat it The 87 goes to Champ de Mars on page 2012 And the people Yes, there must be at least 50 people within view if I do a quick 360 Mopeds and bicycles everywhere I don t remember Perec mentioning bicycles, but he did say he saw a few mopeds One of them is going down the road right now in a business suit Taxis lined up across the street from the cafe Agence de V my view is blocked I m clicking the arrows now, going up and down the street A woman with red hair is standing in the bus, carrying several green plastic bags A younger, perhaps asian woman photophagous Japanese sits at the very back of the bus, her left hand on her chin Oh, I can see the sign now in this view, it says Agence de Voyages , possibly a travel agency Among the list of things Perec mentions in the beginning is a travel agency I have a hard time believing that a travel agency has survived so long A woman in a light brown trenchcoat is crossing the street There are about 50 empty yellow foldout chairs in front of the Cafe de la Mairie, all facing outward No, not all of them are empty Will there be a concert across the street Maybe this is just a form of compact outdoor seating, for maximum capacity profit Next to the cafe, two white trucks are at loggerheads Sortie de Camions My French is awful, I would be so lost in this country I wonder what Perec would think about Google Streetview He d probably write 500 books based on it A sign says Antiquaires Underneath it sit two men and a woman on a bench A narrow alley is blocked off from construction, one side of an old building seems to be worked on It looks like a government building, a courthouse maybe, but what is it doing with this tall section I don t remember Perec mentioning this.The letter P is still here Perec noticed this too, maybe because his last name starts with a P More mopeds, everyone is wearing helmets good The side of a blue truck advertises Bieres de Paris Next to the P and the parked taxis is what appears to be a subway station Was the subway here when Perec wrote in 1974 More trenchcoats, do the French love trenchcoats or what Perec noticed several in his book Two men in light brown jackets walking down the street briskly I can only assume, from their postures one is carrying a plastic bag, can t make out the contents Are they trying to catch one of these taxis The trees are leafy, green I don t know when this photo was taken, but probably spring, judging from the clothing and the lack of orange leaves What appears to be tin huts stalls in some kind of antique street market Google won t let me go there to see Oh my It suddenly looks like these photographs were not taken sequentially This view shows the tin huts but this one from a fewfeet down meters they re metric over there, right shows white tents in the same spot Some sort of arts fair must have taken its place large women are crossing the street, one is dragging behind her some luggage on wheels Traffic light is red A larger woman stands at the median A man in a blue shirt stands waiting to cross the street with a manilla envelope in his left hand What, pray tell, has happened to all of the pigeons of 1974 An ad reads GLAMOUR Oh, I have spotted a pigeon in the air Are you perhaps one of Perec s pigeon s great great grandchildren Or maybe you re not a pigeon at all, too far to tell what kind of bird you are A black SmartCar, parked in front of what appears to be residences I am moving down the street now, closer to Rue Bonaparte A woman in a white sleeveless shirt and a blue purse next to men in coats An apple green moped Perec mentions a fountain decorated with the statues of four orators, but I cannot find it Surely that would have survived if the travel agency survived Where is it Maybe it has migrated with the pigeons StillGoogle time has passed as I go down the road Suddenly the residential building is now covered in construction plastic it says traitement de facades and even I can figure that one out despite my poor French A woman with a very similar blue purse as the woman in the white sleeveless shirt is walking beside the building under construction Now she is wearing manylayers A traffic light is green.I found it The fountain and the statues it seems that the white tents and earlier later time is impossible in streetview the tin huts had surrounded it and were obstructing its view I m so glad it s here, even though I had never seen it before Why do I feel such relief It is too far to make out the pigeons Let me navigate to a better view Incidentally, no pigeons.At the end of the road, suddenly the white tents reappear Alsacez VOUS a Paris it says 20 or so mopeds and motorcycles have been cordoned off on the side of the street A woman in a fierce violet jacket is walking fiercely She is carrying an orange shopping bag Her body, in the act of shopping, has the propulsive thrust of an Olympic gymnast She is not ordinary or infra ordinary, she is extraordinary.DAY TWO.I m back on Google Streetview, feeling re energized.Not far from the woman wearing the fierce violet jacket Two bookstores just a few steps from the Saint Sulpice, surely one of these books on display is Perec s An Attempt I just looked up photophagous It s not really a word, but apparently a play on the word phytophagous meaning esp of an insect or other invertebrate feeding on plants I wonder what the original pun in French was.Also, had a revelation during my break from Streetview There is no clear indication that what I assumed was the subway station was indeed the subway station Maybe it is the parking lot that features so prominently in Attempt If that is so, it would make sense that the cars dive into it If it is not so, then where is the parking lot Also have been re reading Perec, and he briefly mentions a district council building, which I am pretty sure is the one next to the Mairie that is under reconstruction.Police station Police cars parked out front.Spotted a 58 at the intersection of Rue Bonaparte and Rue de Vaugirard I don t remember Perec mentioning the 58.I think I m kind of lost, so I m going back to Cafe Mairie Different view of the outdoor seating Looks almost like student desks A group of three elderly individuals men or women hard to tell with their faces blurred talking leisurely Another man appears to be reading the newspaper.In the opposite direction, a woman in a white jacket and yellow purse walks by a green trashcan Looking back at the opposite corner the mopeds here are parked almost equidistant from each other, whereas they are usually bunched together in other places.In the middle of the street, a young man in a denim jacket carrying an instrument and a young woman in a white jacket on her cell phone, carrying a yellow purse not unlike the earlier woman.I always assumed this bus was the same as the 87 in the front view, but the side says 86 86 just happens to be the most mentioned one in Perec s book, at least that is my impression.And in fact, it is the 86 because the 87 from the front view has a different side Two buses were in the same spot in two different views, and Google alternated these two time frames within the same street The 86 goes to Saint Germain des Pres Perec says.I love how I have to keep backtracking on things I ve said as I circle this block over and over again and understandof what is going on and how Google has spliced together images from different times What at first seems apparent gives way to multiple deceptions.I feel oddly like I know this block very well now, when in reality this too is a deception If I actually traveled to Saint Sulpice, I would be so lost I would look for all these people, always rooted in their designated spots, as if they were landmarks, statues waiting for pigeons to land on, but they would all be gone.It occurs to me that Streetview plays with time in a very interesting, almost artistic manner, when in fact it is a random outcome based on the different cameras routes.Three time frames 1 tin hut antique market the 86 is in this time frame 2 white tents in the same spot the 87 is in this time frame 3 no tents or huts, clear view to the fountainThere may be other time frames I am unaware of I feel like a time traveler.Here I can see the front of the 86, finally is the front of another bus It could be the same 86, but I m not sure It is in the tin hut time frame is the name of the store on the corner of the residential building that is in some time frames under construction.A tour bus that says Knipschild on it.I think that if I keep going up and down this street I will unlock some kind of secret I keep looking at the same people Their frozen postures hold so many stories Then I see new people too New things that had escaped my attention the first time through Each looking hasdepth.I see the same woman in the white sleeveless shirt, and I feel a sense of familiarity, like we ve already met.Tourist in all white and a yellow umbrella crossing the street Further down Rue Bonaparte Mom with stroller, baby on back Dad walking beside her Man with a baby blue book Can t make out the title White haired woman in black coat.Here is a sign for the metro So it is a metro afterall, and not a parking lot Where is the parking lot Perec refers to Two bright green street sweepers parked on a corner A few construction signs on the sidewalk Corner of Bonaparte and Saint Sulpice.Fierce woman in fierce violet jacket again Feeling of familiarity.In the other direction, asian woman in a pink top and blue jeans Taxis A silver Volkswagon with a sunroof White tents.A woman riding a bike very close to us Carrying a small green purse Tourist with a backpack and another bag slung over the shoulder crossing Saint Sulpice Small Mercedes hatchback.From this angle, another ramp leading down Definitely lookslike a metro station than an underground parking lot over at the cafe, going down Place Saint Sulpice another bookstore Woman with shopping bag running down the sidewalk Why the hurry I see no taxis or buses nearby Across the street a woman is unlocking her bike in front of the church.Wandering off from the square seems like such a luxury So many new sights and new people to see, easy eyecandy New sights without effort, whereas in the square I have to strain my eyes to find something new although every time there is something I ve missed before.Rare man with unblurred out face, looking back suspiciously at the camera I m so used to seeing the veil of the blur that I feel oddly wrong, like a peeping tom, when I stare at his face, as if he were naked But I cannot stop staring.French taggers A store called JLR A garbage truck I ve wandered kind of far now I apologize if this review has stopped becoming entertaining But it seems I am driven to look and re look without any endpoint in sight, least of all entertainment.A bit exhausted now To be continued maybe CAF DE LA MAIRE One of the prime spots where Georges Perec records the swirl of life An Attempt at Exhausting a Place in Paris over the course of three days in October 1974, Georges Perec compiled hundreds of individual entries of instances of what he perceived in a certain local in Paris This dainty little forty page Perec praline prospectus can be read several times in an afternoon I encourage you to slow down and take your time little will be gained zipping from page to page, most es CAF DE LA MAIRE One of the prime spots where Georges Perec records the swirl of life An Attempt at Exhausting a Place in Paris over the course of three days in October 1974, Georges Perec compiled hundreds of individual entries of instances of what he perceived in a certain local in Paris This dainty little forty page Perec praline prospectus can be read several times in an afternoon I encourage you to slow down and take your time little will be gained zipping from page to page, most especially since in translator Marc Lowenthal s Afterward we read Attempt was one of Perec s clearer efforts to grapple with what he termed the infraordinary the marking and manifestations of the everyday that consistently escape our attention as they compose the essence of our lives what happens, as he puts it here, when nothing happens Between my own readings of Attempt, I kept reflecting on two bits from Georges Species of Spaces, a highly provocative essay he wrote in the same year Here s the duo with my comments Do you know how to see what s worthy of note Is there anything that strikes you Nothing strikes you You don t know how to see You must set about itslowly, almost stupidly Force yourself to write down what is of no interest, what is most obvious, most common, most colourless Georges places the emphasis on seeing Nearly all the many entries in Attempt are visual For example Three children taken to school Another apple green 2CV and The street lamps progressively light up Although there s the occasional hearing A funeral chimes stops or feeling I went up to the second floor, a sad room, rather cold, Georges focuses on what his eyes perceive What I find curious is not once does Georges make mention of the sensation of his own breathing For me, awareness of breath is rich and beautiful If we hone our attention, we recognize the rhythm of breath occurs in four stages inbreth, pause, outbreath, pause Thewe relax into the breath, thewe can have a direct experience of an entire universe opening up Perhaps the simple fact that breathing is a constant is the very reason it is generally overlooked The second Species of Spaces quote is extraordinary To describe space to name it, to trace it, like those portolano makers who saturated the coastlines with the names of harbours, the names of capes, the names of inlets, until in the end the land was only separated from the sea by a continuous ribbon of text Is the aleph, that place in Borges from which the entire world is visible simultaneously, anything other than an alphabet This is precisely what Georges does in Attempt And with the emphasis on the alphabet, it s no accident his first two entres pertain to letters, beginning respectively Letters of the alphabet, words KLM and Conventional symbols arrows, under the P of the parking lot signs Thus we re given a glimpse of what it means to be a born writer, some may even say, a genius writer an exceptional ability to convert the buzz of experience coming in through our five senses into elegant language And recall Georges Perec s goal was to write a different book each and every time he set pen to paper or sat at his typer And Georges urged anyone aspiring to be a writer to do the same, proclaiming there s space enough for each of us In the end, An Attempt at Exhausting a Place in Paris can serve as inspiration, a door to the creative life Thank you, Georges Again the pigeons go round the squareI am now at La Fontaine St Sulpice, sitting with my back to the square the cars and people in my line of sight are coming from the square or are getting ready to cross it with the exception of some pedestrians coming from rue Bonaparte French author and space cadet extraordinaire, Georges Perec, 1936 1982 It took me a little bit to fully accept the premise of this slender volume Ostensibly, it s a description of everything going on in one place, with an odd fixation on buses And at first I thought, neat trick, but what s the point Then, theI read, theit came to me as a prose poem, an ode to the ebb and flow of urban life, to both the joys and the melancholy of being solitary in a great city Honestly, all I wanted to do afterwards was sit out in front of the decrepit royal statue It took me a little bit to fully accept the premise of this slender volume Ostensibly, it s a description of everything going on in one place, with an odd fixation on buses And at first I thought, neat trick, but what s the point Then, theI read, theit came to me as a prose poem, an ode to the ebb and flow of urban life, to both the joys and the melancholy of being solitary in a great city Honestly, all I wanted to do afterwards was sit out in front of the decrepit royal statue in the corner of Lumphini Park, watch the traffic split down Silom, Rama IV, and Ratchadamri Roads, the coming and going of metro trains, and take notes Georges Perec wrote this fascinating little very little but beautifully designed book regarding one location in Paris, and documenting what was happening around that section And that is basically it Buses come and go, taxi stand, children walk by as others Totally uninteresting and that is what s interesting about it Perec only records what s not interesting and by doing that he is capturing a series of moments that one never pays attention to And there is a beauty to that Also Perec is Georges Perec wrote this fascinating little very little but beautifully designed book regarding one location in Paris, and documenting what was happening around that section And that is basically it Buses come and go, taxi stand, children walk by as others Totally uninteresting and that is what s interesting about it Perec only records what s not interesting and by doing that he is capturing a series of moments that one never pays attention to And there is a beauty to that Also Perec is hysterical His little side comments are priceless and very dry It is almost like reading notes from a detective at a stake out is that the term , but there is nothing to report I love that An experiment, and one ultimately doomed to failure its failure, however, is also its greatest strength It s essentially an extended list of details some cars dive into the parking lot an 86 bus passes by A 70 passes by, etc, etc , something that would seem to make for a rather dull read But I found it one of the most invigorating reading experiences I ve had in a long while Not particularly, I admit, because of the text itself, but in the way that it suddenly made me breathlessly at An experiment, and one ultimately doomed to failure its failure, however, is also its greatest strength It s essentially an extended list of details some cars dive into the parking lot an 86 bus passes by A 70 passes by, etc, etc , something that would seem to make for a rather dull read But I found it one of the most invigorating reading experiences I ve had in a long while Not particularly, I admit, because of the text itself, but in the way that it suddenly made me breathlessly attuned to my surroundings, conscious of the tiny details of a particular time and a particular space that are easily usually overlooked, ignored I read this slenderest of texts as I sat at the small table in the front bay windows of a cafe I discovered last week and have returned to several times since, looking out on a side street that heretofore had seemed tranquil and practically empty at least by San Francisco standards , but as I read it suddenly seemed bristling with activity, and I became hyper aware of the pedestrians criss crossing my direct field of vision, casually walking dogs, pushing strollers or talking on phones, of the wind occasionally causing the overhanging expanses of tree leaves to shudder uncontrollably, of the slightest glimpse of figures appearing in windows of the facing row of elegant Victorian style houses And for that all too brief hour or so, the infraordinary Perec s term for the markings and manifestations of the everyday that consistently escape our attention as they compose the essence of lives suddenly seemed quite extraordinary I didn t think of taking a photo myself, but I m glad someone else did I was at the table on the opposite window, however, and when I ve been there there hasn t been so much activity outside I have no idea what the white stuff is on the window though Photo by sparkle glowplug, found on flickr Review cross posted on my blog, Memories of the Future This was a very weird book and it made for an interesting reading experience The book is literally a long list that the author writes sitting in a cafe in Paris for 3 days describing every single thing that passes out of the window There is no story to it, no cohesion, just literally a laundry list of every single detail of everything that he sees It made me feel like when you repeat a word again and again and after a while it loses meaning This is how this book felt by the end The details This was a very weird book and it made for an interesting reading experience The book is literally a long list that the author writes sitting in a cafe in Paris for 3 days describing every single thing that passes out of the window There is no story to it, no cohesion, just literally a laundry list of every single detail of everything that he sees It made me feel like when you repeat a word again and again and after a while it loses meaning This is how this book felt by the end The details didn t make sense any and even though the descriptions were still realistic it made for a very surreal experience I can t give itthan 3 stars because even though I really appreciate it for what it is and for pushing the boundaries of storytelling, I can t say I enjoyed it I was bored out of mind Which is kind of what the book sets out to do though So maybe, in that sense, it s extremely successful Hmm Life Sneaks In Ground packed gravel and sand Stone the curbs, a fountain, a church, buildings Trees leafy, many yellowing A rather big chunk of sky maybe one sixth of my field of vision A cloud of pigeons that suddenly swoops down on the central plaza, between the church and fountain Vehicles their inventory remains to be made Human beings Some sort of basset hound Bread baguette Lettuce curly endive partially emerging from a shopping bagJournal entries from a man sitting Life Sneaks In Ground packed gravel and sand Stone the curbs, a fountain, a church, buildings Trees leafy, many yellowing A rather big chunk of sky maybe one sixth of my field of vision A cloud of pigeons that suddenly swoops down on the central plaza, between the church and fountain Vehicles their inventory remains to be made Human beings Some sort of basset hound Bread baguette Lettuce curly endive partially emerging from a shopping bagJournal entries from a man sitting in a Parisian square, at various cafes at various times over a three day period beginning Friday, October 18, 1974 The church is the Eglise Saint Sulpice the fountain and buildings are among the most distinguished in Paris but Georges Perec has no desire to add to the amount that others have written about them My intention, he tells us in a brief preface, was to describe the rest instead that which is generally not taken note of, that which is not noticed, that which has no importance what happens when nothing happens other than the weather, people, cars, and clouds Reading this through last night the tiny 50 page book can easily be read in an hour , I was most conscious of the objectivity of it all The observations are punctuated by notes about passing buses An 86 passes by An 87 passes by A 63 passes by , the number of taxis waiting at the rank, the deliveries to nearby stores It seemed dry, but curiously fascinating, the polar opposite of normal travel writing, yet indelibly etching a precise portrait of a particular place and time.Writing out the passage above this morning, though, I am struck by something else how human it is Try as Perec might to remain objective, life sneaks in And once in, it will not leave That rather big chunk of sky thanks to Mark Lowenthal for his no nonsense translation occupies maybe one sixth of his field of vision Even now, at the top of only the second page, the author has become a person, not just a camera The cloud of pigeons are living things in unpredictable action The human beings are still anonymous for now, but that baguette represents a whole way of life, and the maybe curly endive emerging from the shopping bag could be material for an entire short story Even so, what a wonderful surprise to see this entry on page 14 A 96 passes by, stops before the bus stop Saint Sulpice section off it steps Genevi ve Serreau, who takes rue des Canettes I get her attention by knocking on the windowpane, and she comes over to say hello A lot has to do, though, with layout Print each observation as a single line, and it stirs the imagination Put them all together in a single paragraph, and you get a montage, LIFE flashing in neon, rather than an object for quiet contemplation I again saw buses, taxis, cars, tourist buses, trucks and vans, bikes, mopeds, Vespas, motorcycles, a postal delivery tricycle, a motorcycle school vehicle, a driving school car, elegant women, aging beaus, old couples, groups of children, people with bags, satchels, suitcases, dogs, pipes, umbrellas, potbellies, old skins, old schmucks, young schmucks, idlers, deliverymen, scowlers, windbags I also saw Jean Paul Aron, and the proprietor of the Trois Canettes restaurant, whom I had already seen this morning.Perec was a member of the Oulipo group Organization for Potential Literature , which sought to discipline writing though artificially imposed constraints most famously in Perec sLa disparitiontranslated by Gilbert Adair asA Void, a 300 page novel entirely eliminating the letter e But the beauty of constraint comes, not from the demonstration of what you cannot do, but from the glorious emergence of what you can In his self imposed objectivity, Perec attempts an exhaustive catalogue of the everyday objects in a Paris square But everywhere, life sneaks in the impersonal has become personal again, magnificently so.Or has it Look at this another way, from the top of one of the towers of the church, say Here is this 38 year old man sitting alone at a cafe table, nursing a beer or a gentian, watching the world go by He sees some people he knows, yes he even greets a few of them but they pass on by, leaving him to his task Is there not something lonely in his detachment, as though looking through the window at a party to which he has not been invited Perhaps I am making this up But it is hard not to recall that this first generation Frenchman is in fact a Holocaust orphan of Czech Jewish ancestry Would I be wrong to see in his meticulous anatomizing of the Parisian cityscape something of the same search for identity that characterizes the work of his slightly younger contemporary, also a Jewish orphan, Patrick Modiano "/>
  • Hardcover
  • 79 pages
  • Tentativa de agotar un lugar parisino
  • Georges Perec
  • Spanish
  • 01 August 2019
  • 9508450010