Friday, November 19, 2010


That is the quintessential Paris apartment, to my mind. Paris at dusk, with a single light in an old apartment building- it's a poem in brick.
This image appealed to me because I don't want to moan anymore about the lack of beauty in my city at large; oh of course I notice the brightly stacked African daises under the striped awning at my florist's, or the delicate eyelashes of the cow as she waits to steal glimmering jamuns from a passing cart:
but beauty, just because it is in the soul of a city itself....
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1 comment:

Friend said...

The warmth of a living room on a cold Parisian evening. Photos like this make me long for a fireplace.

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