For those who noticed the absence of last week’s installment, my apologies. After having spent the weekend in Prague the Paris shots were few and far between. (I know, total First World problem, right?)
But since then I’ve filled the Camera Roll with Paris so here are nine of my favorite views. As always I hope you 1) enjoy them, 2) engage my brain in the comments section, and 3) tell your friends about your awesome blogger tour guide friend in Paris. :-)
This is Montmartre, on a street I walk along at least once a week. How come I never noticed this glorious sign above my head? I wonder if you sat on it if you could see the Sacré-Coeur. Before it snapped off in a fiery explosion of sparks and twisted metal that is.
Another one from Montmartre, at relative newcomer La Bossue. Their coffee is quite good, but what sets it apart for me is the spread of treats they put out each day. Absolutely gorgeous. If you’re in the area on a weekend be sure to hit this place up for brunch. And if you see me there pressing a camera up against the sponge cakes, say hello.
This is a working door knocker (I checked it myself) that I couldn’t help but share. Is it weird that I want to know more about the dainty woman that would’ve been attached to this hand? There’s a certain perfection in the way it’s made. I’m captivated by it. Did you notice it’s holding a piece of fruit?
Hmm there’s a real Montmartre theme today, because this was inside a window display on Rue Constance (just off Rue Lepic). When I think of my own paper mache attempts in art school they didn’t hold a candle to this. If you look closely you can see faces peeking through the thin strips.
A more festive kind of window display, this time on Rue François Miron (4th arr). Not sure what else to say about this one other than I hope everyone had a great Easter!
You see a lot of industrial espresso machines in this town but this one had a vintage glow to it. It’s behind the bar of Chez Mezig, along the Bassin de la Villette (19th arr). I wonder if there’s enough space for one of these in my own kitchen. Honey if you’re reading this, whatta ya say? Remember – you love me.
As I work on becoming a better photographer I’m noticing an interesting paradox – often the fulfilling shots come not from places you’ve just discovered, but ones you know extremely well. I guess it’s the fun of the challenge to see it differently. Without getting too philosophical, I guess that’s a microcosm of what I’m trying to do with Paris in general. In a way I’ve set upon myself the challenge of never taking the city for granted. Sometimes I fail of course, but it feels like a noble quest in the end.
This is the Drout auction house (9th arr). I liked its unexpected architecture in an otherwise Haussmannian neighborhood. It was raining that day and you can see the drops coming down at the top of the image. The gray skies gave these shapes a robotic, slate-blue type of allure that day.
If I ever write a Paris book, the church of Saint Paul-Saint Louis will certainly be there. What a treasure trove of details and forgotten stories! I took this photo on Easter; maybe that makes the shot more poignant, maybe it doesn’t. But I like the colors in this photo: aquas, greens, yellows, oranges. I also like imagining these chandeliers lit by real candles in the 17th century. Would it have made those Easters more romantic? Dreary? Overly waxy?
Thanks everyone for stopping by. For the previous set of photos you can go
Stay tuned in the coming days for a Prague post, and hopefully some interiors of Les Invalides…when I can manage to find another lifetime. Who wants to be my intern? :-)