Former ceilings of the hotel revealed slats of wood that we have enjoyed. To keep the memory of this place, to maintain the spirit we took a photo and these traces have been reproduced to become the doors of the rooms. Printed on sheets of aluminum they are entering a new life.

Apostrophe is a hotel that creates links between past and future. We wanted to remind ourselves traces of its primary existence. The “tommettes” (provencal ground tiles)  found during its renovation serve as grounds for carpets specially created to preserve his soul and characters as well as the artistic life and the remeberance of  Montparnasse people […]

Graph, graphiti, stencils and tags are the urban poems and the open guides of  the city. They call us and  entertain us, sometimes they guide us. The works exhibited in art galleries received their letters of nobility with Keith Haring and Basquiat and now graphs of these street artists can be seen in museums around […]

Each one of the Apostrophe hotel’s floors sinue through the birth and the evolution of writing to compose a poem around signs and emotions. From ground floor to top floor, each room evokes an aspect of humanity to conquer means or  to convey ideas, dreams and sensations through a written language. Staying at the Apostrophe […]

Parisian honey with a taste of chestnut and composed by bees as a symphony of flavors. It really exists. The Apostrophe met Mister Honey with its Alien allure  when he would take care of his hives. On the roof of the Opera Garnier, near the Galeries Lafayette, several hives produce an annual honey as famous […]

We were told it was a legend. Some people were whispering her legend. But nobody have seen her before. A young woman, always dressed in red, should be dancing on the rooftops of Paris, usually at the end of the day. She jumps, graceful and light, from a roof to another, and swinging among “mitrons” […]

They roam the streets of the capital, walking their slender silhouette and their doe eyes … These are the Parisiennes of Kiraz exposed at this time the Carnavalet Museum.
A hint of arrogance, vanity, piquant, and sensuality … This is “The Parisiennes” of Kiraz. More than a hundred drawings, newspaper clippings, magazine covers are the designer […]

This quote from Jules Renard inspires us. We imagined our hotel as a route through the signs and traces which leads us to the rooftops of Paris is to say Paradis.
Once upon a time in Paris there was a hotel. In that hotel there were rooms and in these rooms there were letters and punctuation. […]