Paris One Forty: Week One

For 140 days in 2014, Jessica Helfand tweeted an image a day about her observations. Herewith, the first week of her visual diary.

Looking up, there is another city above the one most people photograph. Inside the arcades, it might as well be 1900. pic.twitter.com/Y8U6px4Ko0

— Jessica Helfand (@ParisOneForty) August 20, 2014

“Minime” means minimal in France, land of all that is maximal, opulent, and over-the-top. Even (and especially) here. pic.twitter.com/SCIet2dmRd

— Jessica Helfand (@ParisOneForty) August 20, 2014

Vegetables at the Marché Bastille. Pencils in the BHV Marais. Together, they oblige us to reconsider true perfection. pic.twitter.com/xfCimnINRh

— Jessica Helfand (@ParisOneForty) August 21, 2014

Poor Adélaide Blet cared for her ailing mother, only to be felled by a ball in her 19th year. Mama died 5 days later. pic.twitter.com/f4v28KnDWp

— Jessica Helfand (@ParisOneForty) August 22, 2014

Where do chairs go when they are waiting for their close-up?Impromptu still-life of seats without purpose in the 3rd. pic.twitter.com/H6jpjqhKAc

— Jessica Helfand (@ParisOneForty) August 23, 2014

Arms. Legs. Shoes. Just not together. A typical morning at the Puces, or flea market at Clignancourt. Plus ça change. pic.twitter.com/vpxAPZQKGX

— Jessica Helfand (@ParisOneForty) August 24, 2014

During the war, more than 11,400 Jewish children were deported and killed in extermination camps. Do not forget them. pic.twitter.com/QRv5eGPld6

— Jessica Helfand (@ParisOneForty) August 25, 2014