Alone in the Upper Marais

“Alone in the Upper Marais”
Coloured pencils on Arches Aquarelle. 200 x 250 mm.
December 2016.
The best time to get up super-early in Paris is just after one has arrived from the other side of the world. In those first 48 to 72 hours, time is upside-down. One is wide awake at 5 a.m – so go for it – out into the pre-dawn streets.
“Alone in the Upper Marais” is a street-scape in the vicinity of our accommodation. We were in rue de Poitou in the area known as Upper Marais or Temple. I had stepped out and was quickly interested in a solitary figure in the distance. Technically, neither she nor I were alone, as the other one was there. But I’m sure we each felt alone. Up ahead, she was unaware that I was observing her and she will never know that she is now a shadowy shape in a coloured pencil drawing.
This is the fourth drawing in my Paris Revisited series.




“Alone in the Upper Marais” is the first of the four drawings in which I didn’t struggle. I enjoyed the drawing from start to finish so I must be submitting to the pencils-without-borders state of mind at last. It is a zone with no cut-and-dry boundaries; colours merge, dance and dissolve into one another.
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