The Arcades Project - Operi

want to hear of toys that are bewitched, but the evil spell of this slippery path
readily takes the form, even today, of large animated dolls. But who still remem­
bers, nowadays, where it was that in the last decade of the previous century
women would offer to men their most seductive aspect, the most intimate prom­
ise of their figure? In the asphalted indoor arenas where people learned to ride
bicycles. 'l1,e woman as cyclist competes with the cabaret singer for place of
honor on Cheret's posters (the afjiches) and gives to fashion its most daring line.
Hasn't his eternal vagabondage everywhere accustomed him to reinterpreting
the image of the city? And doesn't he transfoml the arcade into a casino, into a
gambling den, where now and again he stal