There’s a tree in Passage de Bourg l’Abbé, well seasoned and neatly planked, stacked outside the furniture maker’s shop. From the remaining scraps of bark I think it’s an oak tree.
In the city trees line the street or shade benches in the park. Timber comes in regular, squared lengths in the hardware shop. This stack of planks, so obviously a tree trunk, seems both a memorial and a celebration.
Ivan Lulli is the last ébéniste in central Paris, survivor of a trade that was once the mainstay of economic life in several different quartiers. There’s a glimpse inside his workshop here.
The window display showcases two extraordinary pieces of furniture, one rustic, one refined.
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