Le Tour Eiffel, Paris. 2012
Because sometimes you really just need a cliché photo of the Eiffel Tower to make you happy. The first day that I was in Paris, I do what I always do: I take an orientation walk around the city and make mental notes of what I would like to see and what I would like to add to my itinerary. The good thing about Paris is that no matter where you are, the Eiffel Tower is always there so no matter where you are, as long as you can find it, you can never get lost. This day, I had lunch at the Tuileries and walked towards the Champs Élysées, just a little stroll; nothing more. I walked around the round a bout, [not in traffic, bien sur!] and saw the top of the tower and…well, there we go. I decided to take the back roads, stopped for a pastry, stopped to people watch, stopped for a beverage, etc. and there it was. It was like a cartoon, the trees pulled away, the sun was shining, and the birds were singing. It was perfect.
Back in October i posted that picture, not knowing too much about this métro stop and it’s decorations, only that i was enamoured by it. this morning, one of the instagram accounts that i follow, loftgallery, posted the same stop this morning with the following description:
Kiosque des Noctambules by JEAN-MICHEL OTHONIEL In 2000, a century after Hector Guimard, Jean-Michel Othoniel transformed the Palais Royal-Musée du Louvre into the Kiosque des Noctambules: two crowns made of glass and aluminum conceal a bench designed for chance encounters in the sleepy city. #jeanmichelothoniel #frenchartist #france #louvre #palace #sleepycity #KiosquedesNoctambules
The more you know!
Bonjour, Monsieur from my previous post! I caught you!
oh. wait. I’m supposed to have a deep and eloquent title for my non specific works. oh dear. no. wait. EUREKA!
French Man on Balcony Smoking a Cigarette.
L’Opéra Garnier. Paris, France.
Sometimes the best takes are the outtakes. This is an outtake from lunchtime at the opéra. I was looking to take a straight up shot of the columns with a centred balcony [judging by this, i’ve clearly failed, hence the outtake]. Every time I tried to line up the shot, the little man on the balcony would stick his head over the edge and make a funny face when he thought I wasn’t looking. This time, i was able to catch him thinking about…whatever lovely French men think about on their smoke breaks.
Ste Jeanne d’Arc near L’Hôtel Le Meurice. Paris, France. 2012.
Life Lessons Learned Whilst Travelling: Always be ready to take pictures. Don’t stand in the middle of the street and don’t get run over. This was in the middle of a street and I stopped to snap this…while dodging vehicles. Not recommended. #ExtremePhotography haha
Près du Conseil d’État. Paris, France. 2012.
i’m fairly certain that if i were to have taken this métro station to get back to my hostel, i would have been taken down the rabbit hole into wonderland.
*pleased to note that this is not processed HDR. the colours were really that vibrant! when one earns to expose natural light for everything it can offer, one will be rewarded immeasurably 🙂
Les Jardins du Louvre. Paris, France, 2012.
Because few things are better than sitting in the gardens, in front of the fountain, gazing up the Champs Elysées and watching the ducks quack at the tourists. and it being 23. in October. and not a cloud in the sky. no complaints from me. This is the first place i stop when i get into the city, depending on the time of day. Sometimes you just need to sit down for a minute and…absorb. There’s a place near Le Louvre that has the best sandwiches. Smoked haloumi, rocket, tomato on a toasty ciabatta with some tahini or hummus spread on for good measure. a sandwich and a nice bottle of Orangina will set you back right around 6€, and add 2€ for a newspaper and you’re in business.