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Links to events happening this week in Paris.

Stick up for science
> The Paris March for Science begins at 1pm at the Jardin des Plantes (Place Valhubert), April 22.

Silent films from Switzerland?
> They’re rare, but they do exist and can be seen at the Fondation Jérôme Seydoux-Pathé, Paris, April 20-May 2.

Voices from the North
> The Pølar Festival celebrates Northern European culture with films, concerts, talks and more. Various locations, Paris, April 19-29.

Photo walk
> Eight Paris galleries hold special photography shows and events for Parcours Fotofever. Various locations, Paris, through May 1.

Photo shows galore
> Le Mois de la Photo has been moved from autumn to spring, with 96 exhibitions taking place all over the greater Paris area. See Web site for locations and dates.

Art videos
> The theme of this year’s Videobox Festival is “noise and movement.” Carreau du Temple, Paris, April 27-29.

Take home a winemaker
> Winemakers from Castillon Côtes de Bordeaux come to Paris to offer tastings of their products in wine bars and private homes for the event J’Irai Déguster chez Vous. Various venues, Paris, April 20-22.

French film with English subtitles
> Lost in Frenchlation shows Nicolas Bedos’s Monsieur & Madame Adelman preceded by a themed cocktail party (€4.50). Studio 28, Paris, April 21.

Polaroid pix
> The “Expolaroid” exhibition features Polaroid images by nine artists. La Maison des Ensembles, Paris, through April 25.

Binge-watching
> Festival Séries Mania shows TV series from around the world and holds debates, conferences and special guests like Julianna Margulies of “The Good Wife,” all for free. Forum des Images, Paris, through April 23.

Travel yarns
> Travel fanatics get together at the Paris Travelers Festival to swap tales of their adventures. FIAP, Paris, April 22-23.

Street art indoors

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The gallery Art in the Game will be showing works by Felipe Pantone at the Urban Art Fair.> Some 30 galleries show street art at the Urban Art Fair. Carreau du Temple, Paris, April 20-23.

Virtual reality
> Drop in on Saturday or Sunday from 2pm to 8pm for a free virtual trip at the VR Express festival. Forum des Images, Paris, through June 30.

Dance in historic sites
> Monuments en Mouvement offers free dance performances in national monuments like the Pantheon in Paris, the Abbaye de Cluny and châteaux. Various locations, through Oct. 21.

African culture festival
> The 100% Afriques festival showcases dance, theater, music, fashion, design, art, food and more from all over the continent. La Villette, Paris, through May 28.

Before and after ecological disaster
> The Chic Planète festival presents two types of films, those celebrating the bounty of the earth and science-fiction views of what will happen after an ecopalypse. Forum des Images, Paris, through April 13.

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Beyond the Periphérique: Following in Famous Footsteps in Provence

The Good, the Bad and
The Wildly Popular

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When Van Gogh painted this scene from his asylum room window it was a wheat field. Then his aromatherapist insisted that it be replanted with lavender.

After Paris, Provence is probably the most famous part of France, known for its stunning landscapes, its quaint villages, its fragrant plants, its chirpy cicadas and its year. By the latter I refer, of course, to a certain blockbuster book by a certain bestselling writer whom I shall not identify other than to say that his initials are “P.M.” and the other letters in his name are “E-T-E-R” and “A-Y-L-E.

I am not personally a Mayle fan, although I do not in any way begrudge him his success. And I suspect that many residents of Ménerbes, the village where he spent his now legendary 366 days (it was a leap year), would share my point of view. Provence is full of lovely medieval villages, and when we’re in the region, my wife and I like to rent a house in one of them (this year our choice was Saignon) and make the rounds of the others, including Bonnieux, Lacoste, Gordes, Goult, Roussillon and Monsieur Mayle’s Ménerbes. I have been to Ménerbes on several occasions over the past decade or so, and the place looks noticeably more prosperous every time. I didn’t check this with the Chamber of Commerce, but it looks to me like the tourism generated by You-Know-How-Long in You-Know-Where has brought a steady flow of non-Provençal cash into town. The buildings are all fixed up nicely, the stores all seem to be thriving, there’s a big new parking lot, and, when we were there in June, they had just finished repaving the streets with little smooth beige-colored squares that looked like (but I’m sure are not) slabs of marble.

So I did a little calculation: I figure that if Mayle’s multi-million-dollar book and its sequels and spinoffs can yield enough revenue to make that much improvement, then the next time I go to Ménerbes I should see a tiny upgrade in the infrastructure thanks to my mentioning the town in this column. Perhaps a new “Private Property-No Photos” sign or an extra strip of flypaper in the public toilet by the bus stop.

Of course, the estimable Mr. M is not the only well-known figure in the arts who has spent time in Provence. The region is also the former stomping grounds (in one case literally) of Nobel-winning poet Frédéric Mistral, classic author Alphonse Daudet, Post-Impressionist painter Paul Gauguin, and evil horndog (and novelist!) the Marquis de Sade.

The man whose name became half of an often-abbreviated perversion used to own a castle in the picturesque hilltop village of Lacoste, where he would retreat from time to time when the humdrum routine of debauchery and orgies in Paris was getting on his nerves, making him want to lash out. Lacoste is quite a small town and doesn’t have any other historical celebrities to brag about — unless you count the castle’s current owner, Pierre Cardin — so the locals are actually quite proud that the old stud bucket used to live there. They now have a (no kidding) Café de Sade, a (no kidding) De Sade Newsstand and a (kidding) De Sade Dental Clinic. Right next door to the Marquis de Sade Anger Management Counseling Center.

But on the backroads of Provence, the memory of the malevolent marquis pales in comparison with the more recent, and decidedly more masochistic, legacy of Vincent Van Gogh. One of our stops on this trip was the Saint Paul de Mausole psychiatric hospital in Saint Rémy de Provence, where the Dutch painter was confined (at his own request) for a year in this room:

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A restoration of Van Gogh’s room, with a replica of his bed next to a reproduction of one of his paintings. During his stay he often remarked that he ”didn’t quite feel himself.”

Before checking into Saint Paul, Van Gogh had been living in nearby Arles, where he found his life spinning out of control due to a variety of factors that included what one source I consulted refers to as “overindulgence in coffee and alcohol, especially absinthe, poor eating habits and periodic attempts to consume turpentine and paint.” Consuming turpentine and paint — yes, I think that would qualify as poor eating habits. It was also at this time that Van Gogh developed poor not-cutting-your-own-ear-off habits. All of this made the asylum seem like an attractive option.

At the entrance to Saint Paul de Mausole, just to remind you that it is to this day a working mental health institution, the first thing you see is this:

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For those whose French is as iffy as the logic demonstrated here, it says “No vehicles of any kind allowed,” and underneath that, “Drive slowly.”

Sadly, Van Gogh did not make a painting of those signs (I can’t imagine why) but he did paint his room, a great many views of the grounds, quite a few scenes inside the hospital and even a handful of portraits of the people he met there. In all he produced 143 paintings in his 57 weeks at Saint Paul, including two of his most famous works, “The Starry Night” and “Irises.” That’s more than one completed canvas every three days. What explains this flood of creative energy? I think I have the answer.

It turns out that the main form of treatment for the patients at Saint Paul at that time was “hydrotherapy,” which essentially meant long cold baths. So instead of group and couch sessions, Van Gogh was expected to take hour-long icy soaks in non-private tubs like these:

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I guess the wooden cover is to afford some modicum of privacy, since they lined up these aqua-recliners next to each other in the wards.

Picture it: Vincent Van Gogh, a visionary painter who’s just starting to get some attention on the art scene, is working away at his easel when he hears the nurse calling:

“Mr. Van Gooooogh! Time for your bath!”

“Oh yeah, ahh, right… Hey, just leave the door unlocked, and I’ll hop in as soon as I finish up with these sunflowers, okay?”

“Now, Mr. Van Gogh, that’s what you said yesterday, and when I checked later you hadn’t been anywhere near that tub.”

“Look, give me a break on the hydro-crapola and I’ll change my will to cut you in for 10 percent of the future auction prices of my paintings.”

“Just me or all of my descendants?”

“Call me crazy, but all right, your descendants too.”

“In perpetuity?”

“How about through 1999?”

“Deal. I’ll go get you another canvas.”

Just as Lacoste is De Sade-obsessed, the town of Saint Rémy is Van Gogh-obsessed. You see reproductions of his paintings and mentions of his name everywhere. I think it’s a little excessive. And I suspect — in fact I’m sure — that many residents of Saint Rémy share my point of view. I say this with certitude because of a plaque I saw on a building in the Old Town:

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It says: ”Vincent Van Gogh was not born in this house. Nor did he die here.”

I bet he never took a cold bath there either.

Note: This C'est Ironique was originally published in Paris Update in 2011.

David Jaggard

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