I like furniture for transformation, objects that change use, assignments to drawers. There are places where spirits like the old Simca garage, sold to a collector of arms, redeemed and then ceded by an English duke, haunted by famous shadows, extinct animals, stuffed things. The lanes lined with barracks offer multiple perspectives, discoveries cluttered. For the past forty years that I have been attending the Paul-Bert or Serpette markets, I have been able to see the good days in one hour: a wicker mannequin, a naturalized elk head, a Josephine Baker dress, Catherine Deneuve with his black glasses, Homer's bust, a mysterious, strung dog whose head and tail were not recognized, lying on a Charles Eames armchair near a pile of old Vogue, a case for storing the Snakes, the dress of a monkey transformed into a cape with a label marked with an astronomical number, a trunk covered with astrakhan as the collar of James Mason in Lolita. A bentley Mulliner badly parked ... At the court of Dagobert, Saint-Ouen was a man of the world. The paths that bear his name also collect, at random, some famous shadows .... It is here that we saw the birth of retro fashion. These girls with red lips, whom they spotted in the morning at the Fleas and in the evening at the Dome, gave Yves Saint Laurent the green fox - bun roll and compensated shoes - of a famous scandal parade in 1971. Paloma Picasso and his clothes was, according to Pierre Bergé, "the only woman who can be said to have inspired a collection alone. In fact, she was not alone, but followed by the shadows of dozens of other passers-by such as Arletty or Princess Tchernicheff. Another appearance of the Flea, Eva Ionesco, born a little more to the East near the fortified and present in Saint-Ouen since the age of the dolls, Eva, of which I hear the characteristic gouaille, the accent parigot bringing back from behind Psyched a little trapeze bag 1900 unpretentious, out of a novel by Octave Mirbeau, adorned with initials that were not his: "it is beautiful, looks, it looks like an exhibit. It is true that here the macabre must always meet the sublime. Vincent Darré, another moon fisherman, remembers buying a beautiful green box with compartments, a sort of chest containing a human skeleton in loose pieces. At the moment of loading it in the trunk of the taxi the box opens and the horrified driver cries "to the murderer to the assassin ..." Catherine Deneuve (false) adds: "I am chineuse. I love the pleasure of discovering. I suppose, I feel, I sniff, I find, I rest or I take. I have a physical relationship with things. I will never buy a gift for someone. I am waiting for an object to challenge me. The things I discover make me think of the people I love. "Interview on Fleas found in the Fleas in an old Paris Match of 1984, on the ground between a lamp Gras and the portrait of Cinderella by Walt Disney. Furniture of meeting ... The expression no longer runs; She had, however, her poetry, that of discovery, a discovery which Breton wrote that "she fulfills the same office as dream, frees the individual from paralyzing affective scruples, comforts him, and makes him understand that the obstacle he believed Insurmountable. The melting sphinx rusting under the gutter near the strap and the lyre bird would not have launched a better riddle.
Paul Bert Serpette or "The Marché des énigmes" by Simon Liberati
