A Paris Perspective



I was ooh-ing and ah-ing over Georgianna's dreamy Paris photos this morning (they make me swoon with longing for the city -- and I live here), and it made me realize I have become a wee bit lax with my own photography since I've moved here.


When I came last winter for a one-week stay, I was like: MUST TAKE ALL THE PHOTOS, but now that I have unlimited access to the city, it's become more like: eh, LENSES TOO HEAVY, LEAVE AT HOME. Benjamin jokes that I should get a tattooed reminder on my arm to always bring my camera with me.
And he's right, because I have yet to venture out and not encounter something that takes my breath away.


Paris is a photographer's paradise. In a way it is almost overwhelming -- the multi-colored wicker cafe chairs, the elegant Haussman-building skyline, the art nouveau Metro entrances, the narrow cobblestone alleyways, the sparkling window displays -- how could I ever capture it all?


I can't, of course. And others have already done so, better than I could.
But...



...if nothing else, my perspective is unique. A different angle, a different light, a different aperture -- and even the most frequently photographed object can be interpreted anew, no?


3 comments:

ClaireLA said...

Beautiful photos! Really love the ones taken at night.

Amanda said...

SO pretty. And now you made me want some macarons. Oh Paris...

InĂªs Seabra said...

I need that tattoo too! It happens to me all the time... "oh, If I only had my camera now..."

Don't stop capturing those moments and those places, the are beautiful!

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