No, it’s not Kandinsky, nor Klee, nor Klimt. Though this pattern is, I think, just as pretty as many items that pass for art these days, you won’t find it in any museum (I have this theory that museums of modern art conduct secret guided tours where participants gather around security monitors and laugh themselves silly over pseudo-intellectual “experts” who go gaga over the complete garbage that’s on display, but I digress). What today’s photo shows is a piece of sidewalk in the Rue Hoche. The yellow traces are all that’s left of a whole series of hashed lines that denoted a loading and unloading zone; combined with the bluish slabs of the pavement and the thin red line of unknown (to me) origin, it makes for a lovely piece of “modern art”. Eat your heart out, Centre Pompidou!