Notre Dame, livre deuxième

Have to reblog this highly researched and interesting article so that both parts appear in one place on the Reader; to provide continuity.


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Notre-Dame, from Saint-Julien le pauvre. The sculpture is a fountain (c.1993) by Georges Jeanclos)

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The stryge. As mentioned before, (see first post), the chimeras on the Chemin de ronde between the towers are creations by Viollet-le-Duc. c.1844. The engraving comes from the book I found in the gutter and restored, a while ago. I’m not sure the Tour Saint-Jacques featured here can actually be seen from the Stryge.

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The stryge, 2018. The real view is marred by a wire-mesh. Most unfortunate. And it takes quite a while on Photoshop to eliminate it. The stryge comes from the ancient Greek strygx, a malevolent creature, half bird, half woman. They evolved into the Arabic Ghoul.

IMG_21723 IMG_6814My restored 19th century edition of Notre-Dame de Paris, by Victor Hugo. I put the year of the book at around 1870.


Victor Hugo, Paris, 2018, near the Pantheon. This is a series…

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Notre Dame qui êtes aux cieux

I can’t help not reblogging this very interesting and information article by my friend:-



Our Lady who art in heaven…

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Notre-Dame in 1482, as seen in ‘Notre-Dame de Paris’, by Victor Hugo. A long, long time ago, I found this old book in the gutter, downstairs from my parents’ flat in Paris. The cover was gone. I opened the book, saw the engravings, picked it up and brought it home. It took a bit to restore, glue some pages together, put on a new cover pasting the leather cut off a derelict leather armchair I bought at the flea market. But finally the book was alive again. Bound anew.

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Notre-Dame de Paris was published in 1831. Hugo was 29. This edition is probably 1870-1875, based on some of the drawings. You can see the main cast: Esmeralda, Phoebus, Frollo, Quasimodo. And the writing on the wall: Anagké or Ananké.

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Bercent mon coeur…

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