What a wonderful shot. If you had had a beer in France, it would probably have had some actual taste and you would have remembered it. My (French) neighbor was helping recently with a tiling job. "After work" every day, we would enjoy a nice beer from Belgium. Along the way, I taught him the expression "Miller time". I hope I will be forgiven some day.
I am a former elementary school teacher, a full-time photographer, lover of all things French ( whose French is slowly improving), obsessive Paris traveler, enthusiastic church and community volunteer, and grandmother to 5 delightful grandchildren.
I fell in love with Paris in March 2007. It was as the French say, le coup de foudre : love at first sight. As a result of that trip, my photography took another direction. Since that time I have pursued a career of sorts in photography and dreamed of returning to the City of Light. November 2008 found me strolling the streets of Paris once again. My first visit I was so overwhelmed with the incredible beauty of the city, I photographed it as a "tourist". In 2008 I returned and I looked at the city with more of a photographer's eye. I wanted to capture the unique, the small details, and oh yes - the people! This blog was started as a photo diary of that trip, but I have been most fortunate to return to the city j'adore 15 times since. Each time I leave, I wipe a tear and start planning my list for the next trip. Paris may well be a moveable feast, but I think it's best savored in person! Someone told me that once you have been to Paris, you will leave a piece of your heart. I left mine right there, but I brought home some wonderful memories. It is my pleasure to share them with you.
7 comments:
A good mood to this shot!
VERY COOL!
Perfect! An excellent black and white photo.
I'm going to guess you haven't—but I love this shot.
Sometimes monochrome tells a story of many colours V. Great shot.
What a wonderful shot. If you had had a beer in France, it would probably have had some actual taste and you would have remembered it. My (French) neighbor was helping recently with a tiling job. "After work" every day, we would enjoy a nice beer from Belgium. Along the way, I taught him the expression "Miller time". I hope I will be forgiven some day.
very striking composition
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