Le dernier étage d'un parking transformé en jardins suspendu: lieu insolite, cadre très agréable aéré et lumineux, concerts, stands de bouffe, bars, petits endroits où se caler.

I go to the flea market in St Ouen to look for old cameras and expired film. But it’s also a great place to see all the different walks of life from Paris’ extreme social scene. At the top of the ladder you’ve got the aristo-bourgeois crowd acquiring Louis XV furniture at the indoor antiques markets; the thirty-something bobo set paying way over the odds for mid-century designer chairs and formica tables; the banlieusards from the Neuf Trois getting kitted out with the latest sneakers and hoodies along the rue des Rosières; then at the very bottom you’ve got people trying to scratch a living selling second hand food at the Carré des biffes at Porte Montmartre. It’s an eye opener for sure.

I've interviewed curator and founder Marie Madec a couple of times now; she represents their contemporary artists with a dedication and enthusiasm that's infectious.

A quite special museum and soulfood in the 9th arrondissement packed with Moreau's work, who established and decorated it himself, so that his works could be gathered and displayed the way he wanted. He lived and worked there all his life long, and was ready in 1896… Two years later he died at the age of 72.

A fantastic bookstore, with a wonderful selection of books on photography, architecture, painting, graphics, design, cinema, music and cooking