The Slum

the Slum is a monthly magazine created in 1925 by Paul Gay, Constant Rey-Millet and Jean Dunoyer, printed with Taninges. In the profession of faith of the Savoyard Slum , published in the first number gone back to June 1925, this Savoyard Book of art and literature announces the color: he wants to try a intellectual decentralization . The painter Jérèm Falquet proposes to renovate old Savoyard art . And with Rey-Millet to greet Ramuz, Savoyard poet of Vaud autoproclamé, by a short study . Charles Ferdinand Ramuz will take part in this review of which he acknowledges to like the style coquillard .

The intellectual decentralization , Paul Gay will make a success of it later. Become Doctor, it creates at his place with Saint-Jeoire-in-Faucigny, Art at the Village , structure making it possible to organize at his place once a month in the concerts (with sometimes of the orchestras of international repute) and of the exposures of painting. The savoyarditude , very strongly asserted in its youth, will have grown blurred well after the Second world war. Art at the Village will have allowed an education artistic for the children of Saint-Jeoire and sealed the thirst for and the jazz art lovers of the area of Geneva, the Léman and Annecy.

The “Savoyarditude” of the Slum

“sins Savoyard, grous worse, groussas mans, groussas faces” (We are Savoyard, large feet, large hands, grosses faces). “We are Savoyards, of truths, which want only reality tangible, that which one can humer, that one can étreindre with his two arms and also with his heart. We are Savoyards as much as one can the being, more than the being can; we are it more once. Because we relearned, with the assistance of the OTHERS, to have our ground of Savoy a little as one manages to have a woman. And because our country is so beautiful, we like it in its splandor as one likes with passion - a very beautiful woman --. , Now, to on the way try not to remain only.”

the Slum N° June 1st, th and th 1925.

“- You know that I am Savoyard, says us it during the conversation. I have head of Savoyard milk, because my nurse was Savoyard. Of my window, all the day, I see only your mountains… The Tooth of Oche, what a beautiful mountain! How would not be I this country. Moreover, what a border in the middle of a lake? Water moves, it is ridiculous.”

Paul Gay quotes Ramuz. He evokes here his first meeting with the writer of Vaud, Ramuz Savoyard in Présence of Ramuz , ED. Art at the Village, 1951.

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