Outside St Sulpice today I enjoyed these sculptures, inspired by books and stories:
Icare (Icarus), by Robert Aupetit
(The sculpture is inspired by another cautionary tale, here.)
It seemed to me that all these sculptures have an element of the precarious in them: Icarus launching towards the dim November sun, the fox and crow sketched in driftwood, the pages in the book fragmenting, and this unicyclist wildly wheeling around. But that fragility is combined with humour, lightness, and joy of living.