Centre Pompidou

Previous sunday I visited Centre Pompidou, french national museum of modern art. First sunday of each month the entrance to most of the museums and art galleries in Paris is free of charge. That of course means waiting in a long line (around 1,5h in my case), but is worth a try, as there are so many art galleries in Paris, that if you can skip paying in at least some, you can save up a decent amount of money. Here you have some photos of things I liked or found interesting.

There are 6 floors and you can get up to the top by escalators with glass walls. The view on Paris is great, altough the weather wans't very generous for photographers.Bride in the entrance
Carlo Molino, 1950
Bruno Mathsson, 1943
Two guys outside
Pablo Picasso, Li liseuse, 1920

Le Corbusier, Nature morte, 1922
Iakov Gueorguievitch Tchernikhov, Construction de formes architecturales et des machines, 1931
Pablo Picasso, Femme couchée, 1932
Amadeo Modigliani, Portrait de Dédie, 1918
Amadeo Modigliani, Gaston Modot, 1918
Otto Dix, Bildnis der Journalistin Sylvia von Harden, 1926 (nie przypomina Wam promotorki Amelii??)
Jacqueline Lamba, André Breton, Yves Tanguy, Cadavre exquis, 1938
Francis Bacon, Study of Isabel Rowsthorne, 1966

Serpan, no title (why??), 1955
Avigdor Arikha, Alba à onze ans, 1977
Avigdor Arikha, Anne de dos, 1973
Marc Chagall, Bella au col blanc, 1917
Marc Chagall, Double potrait au verre de vin, 1917-1918
Elke Krystufek, Size does not metter, age does metter, 2006

Seagull

There's no better place to be creative than Paris. So after almost a bottle of Beaujolais:The process of creation resulted in this:



(Idea borrowed from Wayne Pate)

Bexley - quality shoes shop for men

I don't think I have ever seen such an elegant shop with shoes for men. It's on my way to the lab and I stop and stare each time I pass it, even though leather men shoes are not very much of my interest... A big 'like it' for Bexley shoes.

Special thanks

Forgot to mention: you can watch all the photos from Roscoff thanks to this young man, who lent me his camera. Dzięki Beju! :D

Journées d'intégration - Roscoff 3-4-5 novembre

Last 2 days I have spent in Roscoff, a little town (less than 4000 citizens) in Bretagne, north-west part of France. L'ecole doctorale invited all UPMC 1st year PhD students that are starting their thesis in biology, biotechnolgy, medicine, veterinary, etc. for a semi-formal congress, where in between of seminars given by a bunch of UPMC professors, each student was supposed to present a poster with his doctoral project and discuss it with others. The discussions were long and intense and we ended up getting to interesting conclusions after a couple of bottles of cold cider on the seashore watching the ebb tide around 2am :)
This is where Bretagne is localised, around 4,5h by train from Paris:
Train goes straight to Brest and we got off in Morlaix, where we took a bus to Roscoff
Station Biologique Roscoff (a photo from internet, the author must have played a bit with photoshop, actually.. put it all in greyish colours and you'll get it right)My lovely room with a tv (first time from coming to France! turns out I start catching the plot of cartoons for 3-yers old in french!)

We were really lucky with the wheather, as Bretagne is famous for it's grey sky and horizontal rain from the see. Morining during the low tide.

The port
Boat trip to a charming island nearby Ile de Batz
The future of french life scinces (still sober)
some lovely spots on the island


Sarah, doing her research in reverse genetics system for rotavirus (grrr...)
François-Xavier, who prefers to be called FX (sounds a bit like a model of a robot to me, don't you think? XF-2001, R2D2,...). Investigates a role of Quaking, a mRNA binding protein, in the early muscle development of zebrafish. He actually stayed on the island for 2 more days to do some nature contemplation :)


Pomponik?

not quite a tropical island...



Back in the land we stopped by one patisserie to try some Kouign-Amann, a tipical cake from Bretagne, basically just butter and sugar and more butter..
I looked almost serious in front of my shiny poster, wish I had realised before that I had a giant banana on my tshirt.. (put on a sweater after the discussion with professors..)
Going back home, 7am, eyes half-open after the long cider-brainstorm by the sea
And finally: TGV est rapide e comfortable :D