"America is my country, but Paris is my hometown": G. Stein

As Gertrude Stein said: "Everybody gets so much information all day long that they lose their common sense"
This report is culled from various sources, copied from many many websites and blatantly plagiarised from a few too many authors.
Let's begin....

A photo and note from Ruby of Paris
"This is me in front of Gertrude and Alice's on Rue Christine. Fab place.
It all went down here.
xoxo Ruby"

After being evicted from their apartment on rue de Fleurus, the couple moved here to this much grander place at 5, rue Christine, closer to the Seine. Then, after residing in the countryside while the Germans were visiting and Paris was otherwise occupied, Gertrude and Alice B Tolkas returned here to their paintings.

Gertrude and Alice B. lived here together, with some brief absences, until the Gertrude's death in 1946; Toklas remained here until 1964, when she was again evicted, three years before her death.
It is the one hundred year anniversary of the pair's meeting. Alice B. Toklas first laid eyes on Gertrude Stein on September 8th, 1907, at Gertrude brother Leo's apartment. Alice later wrote:
"She was a golden brown presence, burned by the Tuscan sun and with a golden glint in her warm brown hair. She was dressed in a warm brown corduroy suit. She wore a large round coral brooch and when she talked, very little, or laughed, a good deal, I thought her voice came from this brooch. It was unlike anyone else's voice--deep, full, velvety, like a great contralto's, like two voices."

The pair is well known for their writings, their friends and enemies, the paintings they collected, the writings they inspired. Their Saturday evening salons are the thing of legend.




















An artistic aquaintance, Man Ray, took this portrait of the author in front of a portrait of the author by an artistic aquaintance, Pablo Picasso, who's birthday is October 25th, which, DaDa, is this coming Thursday.

And through the magic of copy and paste, and paste and copy, here is the portrait in color.






Another legend goes that when Gertrude and others saw the portrait in 1906, when she was then just 32, she remarked I do not look like this...




Oh, but you will!, the painter of the portrait, Pablo Ruiz Picasso, then all of 25, replied.






"To write is to write is to write is to write is to write is to write is to write" wrote Gertie... and so it is.

Barbie Doll
"reporting" from Paris