Paris 2006

When I was a little girl...I was completely fascinated with mermaids.  My mother read me the original story, in which the little mermaid turns to sea-foam in the end and is scattered across the waves, her love unrequited by the prince.  So influential was the story that I once made myself a mermaid's tail out of plasic shopping bags and sequins and nearly drowned myself in our swimming pool...needless to say my mum stopped reading me stories to do with mermaids. This merman in the Place de la Concorde was quite interesting I thought.  Considering so many beheadings took place in this square during the French Revolution...there's something quite poignant about him.