This old clunker of a building needs no introduction - and as it is about a ten minute walk from our digs it was a natural place to wonder to this morning.
Inside an artist was doing a performance with slowly sweeping rice on a black surface. It was mesmerizing - she made it into little labyrinth-like swirls.
My favorite thing by far at Centre Pompidou is the reconstrcution of Constantin Brancusi's sculpture studio. We looked at the completely timeless work he made. I really like them.
Lili was in very fine form. She wanted to climb the steel ties and be photographed doing so. The building sort of begs for it really, n'est-ce pas?