Showing posts with label Opio. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Opio. Show all posts
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Happy Haunting!
This year I will not answer the door for trick or treaters. I have an escape cat, just waiting to get out. And the foster dog barks and barks if someone rings the bell. Instead, I'll leave a bowl of candy--eyeballs and chocolate bars--on the bench out front.
Do you remember your costumes? One year I was a Dutch girl with wooden shoes and my sister had a Japanese outfit and little wooden sandals. We hobbled around the neighborhood with a large bag for candies.
Some of my favorites years were in Melbourne Beach, where neighbors really went all out for Halloween. Most of the houses had been decorated for weeks. Tombstones. Cobwebs. Ghosts. Then on the night of the 31st, when all the trick or treaters were out, the mise-en-scene were completed. The most impressive was the dinner table, complete with a covered dish. . . . You can probably guess what it contained.
My daughter just sent this photo of Halloween in the South of France. Many years earlier, I tried to buy small pumpkins for the Halloween party at one of the Opio public schools. Wedges of pumpkins (used for soups) were sold back then. No one bought a whole pumpkin. Looks like times have changed.
Wherever you may be, have a Happy Halloween! And watch out for those covered dishes.
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Musings--quick takes Juan-les-Pins
Boardwalk at Juan-les-Pins. Lots of walkers, joggers, dogs and children. The water is too cold for me, but others seem to be enjoying it. Still a few more days to eat at the restaurants on the beach . . . .
Window shopping in Juan-les-Pins. . . . The trip was, after all, for work.
Boutique owners have about another month of tourists and sales, then the town quiets down for several months. Many stores close in the winter season.
I love the late-afternoon light in September. This photo was taken near Opio. Lots of Americans and British live in this area, given the proximity to Sophia Antipolis. Not to mention the climate.
My favorite restaurant in Juan-les-Pins, Le Paradis, has been sold to a chain. I will miss its talented staff, great cuisine and atmosphere.
My favorite bookstore, right across from the Crystal, has an excellent selection of French literary works as well as English books and guides. The owner includes short reviews with each book in the display.
The night before I left, we had our kir at the Crystal, something of a tradition.
Labels:
Crystal Cafe,
French travel.,
Juan-les-Pins,
Opio
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Une Trouvaille in Opio, France

Une trouvaille!
Opio, France, by Jane T. Tolbert
The name La Boutique is something of a misnomer. The antique store, located inland between Cannes and Grasse, is a combination of many things. A cabinet of curiosities. Ali Baba’s cavern. A connoisseur’s delight. Those interested in history will be enticed by artifacts from the past and its owner, Michel Hassid, whose extensive knowledge and appreciation for style and period give the shop its uniqueness. Stepping across the threshold, the patron enters another world.
Curiosités - Cabinets of curiosities gained in popularity in the 17th century, a period of exploration and discovery. Located in the private homes of wealthy patrons of learning or in rich palaces of royalty, these eclectic displays, which provided the basis for later museums of natural history, contained an assortment of objects—mummies, monstrous bones thought to belong to a giant, fossils with supernatural properties, unicorn horns, crocodile skins, and scientific instruments among other things. Reference books, drawings of flora and fauna or portraits also lined the shelves.
In La Boutique, curiosities include 18th-century thermometers, unusual paintings, and toys. Thermometers in the Réaumur scale indicate the appropriate temperatures for taking a bath, hatching chickens, or raising silk worms. Just above one of the stairwells hangs a figurehead from a ship, a wooden sailor looking somewhat worse for wear. A cigarette lighter worthy of Q’s gadget laboratory in a James Bond film becomes a small pistol. A small inlaid box contains hidden compartments. An autograph book from an early 20th-century ice cream parlor carries signatures and drawings from famous artists and writers visiting Cannes. Other objects include mechanical toys, phonographs, music boxes, candleholders and sundials.
Ali Baba’s Cavern - The jewel-like clusters of lamps and chandeliers have earned La Boutique the designation of Ali Baba’s cavern. Hanging fixtures carry tiers of clear or colored faceted crystals, and the art nouveau and art deco lamps are reminiscent of large hotel lobbies. Many of these lights are Murano glass, and others carry names like Baccarat or Gallé.
History – For the cultured or the uninitiated, a trip to the store can be an educational experience. Each piece of furniture or object is an artifact that conveys information about a period of time, a geographical location, or a theme. An inkwell in the shape of a pear is actually a caricature of Louis-Philippe, who censored many commentaries by journalists. A pewter pitcher portrays what looks like a squawking politician. Two 18th-century Italian mirrors with ornate frames appear joyous in comparison to their counterpart from Provence. An empire console with sphinx-like figures topping the legs shows the influence of Napoleon’s Egyptian campaign on French furnishings. Armoires, sideboards, and faience china provide hints about past lifestyles and available materials.
Michel has an unequaled passion for the historical and cultural context of a period. He takes pleasure in his selections and works to bring rare and valuable pieces back to life. He insists on the distinction between the terms “restoration” and “renovation.” A true restoration involves the use of original techniques and materials. Knowledge of the context of the period and the technology available at that time are critical to the process.
Although I am only beginning to learn about antiques, and my passion is constrained by limitations imposed by budget and space, I still have many things from Michel’s store--a yellow armoire and a small table, both in the style of Louis XV, the pear-shaped inkwell, and art nouveau lamps. Future purchases will likely include an 18th-century thermometer (after all, silkworms did provide a source of income for women) to complete the beginnings of my own cabinet of curiosities.
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Labels:
18th century,
antiques,
censorship,
curiosities,
French Riviera,
inkwell,
Louis-Philippe,
Opio
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