Concerns about the Impact of Haussmann's Changes on Parisian life

Rapid changes in the physical or social environment are often disconcerting and leave individuals feeling disiturbed. These feelings were present in Paris even before the redrawing of Paris by Haussmann, as evidence in this passage from a novel written by Honoré de Balzac in 1846 or 1847.

Let me tell you what threatens everything in Paris: this abrupt efflorescence of bricks and slate, this profusion of building timbers and ashlar, this exuberant vegetation of casement windows, shutters, and portes cochères. . . . A craze for building reigns like an epidemic: the tide of houses rises as we look, overflowing the barrières, invading the banlieue and making its first assault on the outworks of the city’s fortifications . . . Can we stop this fever, this mania for piling stone on stone?

Honoré de Balzac quoted in T.J. Clark, The Painting of Modern Life: Paris in the Art of Manet and His Followers (New York: Alfred Knopf, 1984), p

 

 

 

 

 

In this diary entry produced by Julien and Edmund Goncourt in 1860, one can see the same distaste for the kind of rapid change engulfing the French capital.

I go to the evenings to the Eldorado, a big café-concert on the Boulevard de Strasbourg, a room with columns and very luxurious decor and paintings, something rather like

Photograph by Nadar of Edmond (left) and Jules Goncourt

Kroll’s in Berlin. Our Paris where we were born, the Paris of the way of life of 1830 to 1848, is passing away. Its passing is not material but moral. Social life is going through a great evolution, which is beginning. I see women, children, households, families in this café. The interior is passing away. Life turns back to become public. The club for those on high, the café for those below, that is what society and the people are come to. All of this makes me feel, in this country so dear to my heart, like a traveller. I am a stranger to what is coming, to what is, as I am to these new boulevards, which no longer smack of the world of Balzac, which smack of London, some Babylon of the future. It is idiotic to arrive in an age under construction: the soul has discomforts as a result, like a man who lives in a newly built house.

T.J. Clark, notes that when Edmond Goncourt prepared this passage for publication in 1891, he changed the reference from “London” to “America.” The Painting of Modern Life: Paris in the Art of Manet and His Followers (New York: Alfred Knopf, 1984), pp.33-34.