Paris shining, Paris raining… Paris covered in a blanket of cloud … it doesn’t matter to me… she is always engaging and always snap worthy.
Walking the streets is always a joy.
I sometimes even prefer her a little dull.
Sometimes a bright blue Paris is almost too much beauty to handle.
When I look at Paris in black and white it is as if all her features jump out… they are in relief.
The architectural elements of the buildings look sharper… the boulevards appear longer and wider.
Details that I never normally notice or pay attention to appear larger and brighter.
Corners are a big deal in Paris… I never really thought about this before.
How unobservant of me… Paris is all about the corners… the broad and generous curves are perfect for sidewalk cafés.
They are all the more charming with this rounded perspective.
The Parisian skyline, with it’s up and down chimney pots and chambre de bonne windows is one of the most unique features of Paris.
When I walk around Paris I want an extra pair of eyes in the top, in the back and in the side of my head as well as in the front.
I can’t take in enough… I can’t look far enough or wide enough… there is so much to grasp and I don’t want to miss a moment.
Do you ever feel like that?
Looking at Paris in black and white highlights her differences.
The softness of the vegetation against the solid nature of the stone river banks.
The bridges that transition between the right and left banks.
The white painted buildings of Paris against the golden stone of the Hausmannian architecture.
Contrasts that get lost on a full colour day.
