Cayetana...Pere Lachaisse....my friends.

After the Tango show was finish I start working with Bernadette the office was near Place D’Italie where with two partners, people of theatre too, we build a solid friendship. That was very amusing work, moving, intelligent and instructive. I was charged to go to see all the currents show in Paris and bring an opinion, we work for or not, obviously this was not completely decisive, but was the first selection. If that was favourable we go the day after all the members’ office to dissect the quoted show. The time for the lunch had so amusing cause the histories and jokes about the theatre world why the entire staff was actors before this activity. With the husband of the other girl mate we developing a relationship based on our black humour. The maid was a disgraced woman called Madame Boiret, she coming every day with something tragic to related, day by day this episodes grow in is tragic intensity, to such extreme how they seems hard to believe, and then we start to laugh. During the time as I work like “Atache de presse” had two very good friends “Claude et Claudine” this couple was lesbians, one of them “Claude” was the daughter of the owner of all the Gaumont Movies Halls of Paris, the other one “Claudine” was “Mounter of Cinema” at the time this was done manually by cutting and pasting the movie film and coordinated with the sound. My more solid friendship was with Claudine she was a good friends like a male the two was Jew and her family name ”Dumoulins” obviously changed during the World War II, years later she changed her name by Jeff. This lovely pair gave me affection and protection with other couple of friends of them, Mari Vi and her husband Gerard La Tortue (he was the son of an important politic man of Haiti) them living 20° district just back the Cemetery of Pere Lachaise. I had gone to live with them Gerard was working in shop and Mari Vi doesn’t remember what she made. But who remember very well it is when we sow Marihuana at the Cemetery, just beside of a grave with a big inscription “A ma Mêre” when the plant grow enough for the harvest we go every day with an small scissors to cut some leaves. One day the end was front we two, other gay with scissors was stand front the grave. Look in the eyes of the girl and quickly we cut the plant. That was the end of our Parisian plantation At the same time start to flirt with a Spanish girl named Cayetana she was from Pamplona quickly the flirt became passion and we go to live together to an small ”Chambre de bonne” at 34 Rue de L’Echiquier, she was student of Fine Arts and days after bring me to University of Vincennes Etching workshop. In that place, learn the art of engraving, which years later I served to earn good money buying graphic works by Picasso and Matisse at Buenos Aires. Really the relationship became stronger each day, on the bed she was a perfect lover and at the daily life a good mate sharing her sensibility with me. Where we live was a very amusing place, on the first floor where all the Pretentious Argentineans tourist is coming to buy the new synthetic mink coats. We saw many high society ladies buying cheap fakes unknown in Buenos Aires. That is the mentality of these people. With Cayetana share our lives during few months. The problem coming when she start with this sentence “We go make forget his mother, to this child” I can’t explain what or how, that make me a deep disgust. That was something stronger to my reason, after this I start to be farther each day just to finish my relationship with her.