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Couche-de-soleil copier
While this coucher de soleil was taken one year ago, it is the same sky that I wrote about in one of Pear's photo vignettes, here.

There are several new mini-vignettes which accompany the photos over at "Pear's Portrait Gallery" (more about "Pear," in today's story). In case you missed it, you'll find a link to the gallery here. Click on any of the photos to enlarge--and don't miss those story-captions below each photo.

Pear will be up for auction through Monday, October 6th, 12 p.m. (Pear Paris time)! Read all about this auction, and about our accidental starlet, here at http://enchere.notlong.com


couche (koosh) noun, feminine
    : coat, layer (painting); stratum

The word "couche" has many "layers" of meaning (ex: "hotbed" (horticulture) and "diaper"); why not expound on today's word by adding a few "couche" expressions and examples here, in the comments box?

Thank you for your help. Meantime, I'm updating today's story column with a behind-the-scenes vignette concerning our first auction!


A_day_in_a_french_life
My daughter and I are seated at the computer, viewing a gallery of photos* in which our dear Pear* is both the star... and the ticket!* I thank Jackie for the "Flying Dog"* prop, for if she hadn't been outside training our golden retriever to jump, I would have never gotten an exciting "action photo" for Pear's
portrait gallery.

When I ask Jackie which is her favorite "portrait," she names her dog's "high jump," of course. Then, after looking at all of the images in the gallery, my eleven-year-old makes a striking declaration:

"Mom, even I could paint that pear!"

Quickly, I elbow my daughter and take care to begin speaking in French: for Pear's creator is seated in bed, just behind us, eating chocolate-covered licorice and framing, in her mind, her next oeuvre* ("Mother and Daughter seated at the Cyber Gallery"). I wonder if she'll paint the little wooden chair, the
seat of which Jackie and I are sharing, my arm wrapped around her shoulder so neither of us fall from the narrow seat.

After my daughter's biting comment, I notice that Jules stirs. Has she suddenly understood an entire French phrase? No, she is not aware of our conversation: she is lost in thought about her next painting...

"My mother never put her arm around me like that," Mom laments, still framing Jackie and me in her mind, capturing our portrait there at the computer screen. I tighten my one-arm embrace, and turn to look into my daughter's eyes.

"Jackie," I say in a hush, mindful of the artist. "Pear may look simple, but she is DEEP! She has many, many layers..." I explain. I think about Mom's palette knife and all those layers of paint. And I think about Mom's own superimposed past, and how its rainbow strata, ranging from fiery red to somber blue, can still color her mood.

*** Auction Update***

"Pear" has received her 7th bid! If you are interested in our "Sweet Pear", then check out the "CURRENT BID" section at the end of this most recent story: http://enchere.notlong.com


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~References~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
gallery of photos = (see them here); Pear = a painting by my mom, Jules Greer; the ticket = the goal behind this auction (to buy Mom's return ticket to France); "Flying Dog" = (see the photo); une oeuvre (f) = a work of art



~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Shopping~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rosetta Stone Version 3: French Level 1, 2 & 3 Set with Audio Companion
1926 Paris Letter Gift Wrap Decoupage paper,vintage look poster or print
In French music: Putumayo Presents: Paris
Read Paris Match magazine, in French.

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enchère

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"I smell a pear!" Meet "Pear" (here, with Braise) --our painting on auction-- in today's edition!

Check out the current bid for "Pear" at the end of the story column, below. It is not too late to place your bid, through Monday October 6th...

enchère (ohn-sher) noun, feminine
    : bid

enchères (noun) = auctions
faire une enchère = to make a bid
faire monter les enchères = the raise the bidding
mettre quelque chose aux enchères = to put something up for bid


A_day_in_a_french_life
Mom and I are very excited to announce our first auction here at the farm. "Vineyard!" she corrects, "sounds better than farm!" As for sounds, you won't hear any slamming of the gavel--for this is a virtual auction! My goal is to raise money for Mom's return ticket, that is: her next return to France.

We have been lucky to have "Jules" with us almost every year, beginning in 1994, in Marseilles, when she proudly walked me down the aisle--wearing a tough black tuxedo, tears streaming down her face.

When our first child was born, Jules stood out in the cold maternity parking lot at night, when hospital regulations prohibited more than one visitor in the salle d'accouchement.* Mom made do, returning her gaze to the lit fourth floor window as she stole roses for the newborn, intent on offering her grandchild his first fragrance on earth.

Over the years, whether she arrived with a broken hip--or departed breast-less from an unexpected visit to the cancer clinic in Marseilles--I noticed how France regained its color the moment my muse-of-a-mom stepped off the airplane. If Jules has one talent, besides painting, it is communication. Don't get me wrong, she can't speak French--or Spanish, for that matter, never mind that she has lived in Mexico for 15 years--no, Jules communicates from the heart, her wide-open arms paint the words as she travels her path. I can meet more French people in two weeks, when Mom is here, than in an entire year, when she isn't here. Though not all of the encounters are welcome by me...

Once, in a bar in St. Maximin, after one of the customers ran out, brandishing a bloodied knife, Mom asked the bartender for a shot of tequila... which she poured over a young man's fresh wounds!
"Mom! you can't get involved. He was probably in a gang. That was dangerous! You can't do that!" Jules's answer was simply "Why not?"

I am learning, thanks to Jules, to say the same "Why not?"... Which brings us back to today's auction, a longtime goal that I have had for Mom. Why not auction off one of her paintings? One of my favorites? It will be a way to set her back on her path to Mexico--where I hope she will continue to paint--and to France, where I hope she will return before long!

Auction Particulars... and our dear "Pear"!
The truth is, we really have no idea what we are doing (hence, the informal auction format), but boy are we excited! When I say "we", I mean Mom, "Pear", and me--and boy if she isn't the ticket (Pear, that is, just wait and see!).

Introducing Pear, our "auctionee": see an entire tongue-in-cheek gallery of photos, here.

The starting bid is set at $100. And now.... LET THE BIDDING BEGIN!

CURRENT BID: $100* $110 $150 $200 $250 $300 $450 SOLD!

**Note: while informal, this is a serious auction. All bids, we trust, are authentic. Please email your bid. Many thanks! Check back to this website, where I will list the current bid.

Pear's particulars and Auction rules:

"Pear," created with a palette knife, is an oil painting (2007) roughly 7x7 inches, by Jules Greer
Cost of shipping (estimated at $30) to be paid for by buyer.
Frame included!
Shipped from France to anywhere in the world
Check, Money Order, Paypal accepted
The auction will last 5 days, ending on Monday October 6th, 2008 12pm Paris time.

A Message from KristiOngoing support from readers like you keeps me writing and publishing this free language journal each week. If you find joy or value in these stories and would like to keep this site going, donating today will help so much. Thank you for being a part of this community and helping me to maintain this site and its newsletter.

Ways to contribute:
1.Zelle®, The best way to donate and there are no transaction fees. Zelle to [email protected]

2.Paypal or credit card
Or purchase my book for a friend and so help them discover this free weekly journal.
For more online reading: The Lost Gardens: A Story of Two Vineyards and a Sobriety