Snow White in the Making
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Artemis runs through the woods
Her dogs close by Her side
Anyone who hunts there
Will not get out alive
She cares for pregnant women
Making sure they’re safe and sound
Is what She likes to do
Apollo is Her brother
Their relationship is tight
They often work together
And help each other fight
She lives with nymphs
And any man She sees
Splashed with drops of water
Dead or stag he’ll be
Her very own
She’s far too busy working
To sit upon Her throne
Great words and a beautiful picture!
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Somewhere in Paris region (Val-de-Marne district), at a wedding…
Must have been a wonderful wedding!
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Well winter is almost over, but we still have to get through February. For this dreary month I will be posting a series pictures from my trip to Paris last summer, each post with a different emphasis. I will start with a street photography series of what’s really at the heart of every city, the people.
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Self portrait of myself (a New Zealander) at the Eiffel Tower, 2006.
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Art is seeing. Art is planning. Art is also serendipity, when something just happens, you’re in the moment, and you’re ready to seize it. And yet, it is not until later, when you stand back, that you realize you might have something worthwhile. Traveling mindfully is an art.
Great sculpture and shot!
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Inside the Musée d’Orsay, across La Seine, to the right bank—ambiguities, yearnings, perhaps, drama—Paris fascinates because its history and its offerings promise all this.
“The monastery dates back to the first half of the 13th century and has been reincarnated as the College des Bernardins, a center dedicated to research, contemporary art exhibits and performances, meetings and debates in addition to theological education. We found it on the way home from a botanical garden, not having noticed it before. It has just been cleaned and renovated, its formerly dark, soot and dirt smudged skin replaced by a rich rosy beige color.
The characters in my novel visit Paris in the mid-1800s and would have gone to a place like this. For more about the novel, a romance with Victorian feminist themes, go to Margaret of the North ! “
A sketch on a quai on Île Saint Louis, Paris.
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“Despite a going to bed at four in the morning the previous night, we were determined not to sleep in. We vowed not to waste a single second in the beautiful city of Paris. We pulled ourselves out of bed around 9:30, grabbed a couple of croissants from the hotel, then set off for some craved shopping fix.
We got on the metro and headed for the Lafayette area, a place internationally known for its goods and also recommended by the local tour guide from yesterday. We just hoped for some cheap unique clothes, which can be a needle in a haystack.
It took us awhile to dig out the cheap boutiques after brushing through the cost-more-than-my-life name brands, but we eventually stumbled upon small store run by a Chinese couple with cloths like nothing we’ve ever seen before, and all at around 10€. I found a mustard-yellow dress that looked like it came straight out of the seventies, and boots that fit like a glove.
We met up in the hotel and set off for a walking tour of Paris. We were released for a little bit on a bridge that was gated off from cars. A young man modern-danced in the middle of the street with accordions in the background. It was quite a beautiful scene and I could not help but stare. He had a case open to collect money but I felt he looked genuinely content with dancing barefoot in the cold. He looked like he might’ve been a dance student as his techniques were very ballet-oriented and classical.
Visiting Paris again for a longer period of time has made itself into my bucket list. “
rockmelon writes, “when friends travelled to Paris in December i asked them would they please, please send me a postcard. Unfortunately as fate would have, the post office was closed the day they were there so the post card was hand passed to me upon their return, with love. When I got home I whipped off the paper bag packaging and found 3 delights.
1) a lovely postcard from the lovely Paris, 2) a photo graciously printed of the Eiffel Tower (where my husband is taking me one day and where we will kiss passionately from the top under a starry Parisian night sky) and 3) a tourist map of Paris!!! Yippee, love it, thanks so much Michael and Chantelle. Now, what to do, what to do with my map… “
A great opportunity for creativity!
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imaginerin writes, “The two final quarters of my Bachelor studies were done on contract in Europe. No classes, teachers or classmates; just me exploring a dream, soaking in all I possibly could. I wrote many papers, one of my finals being a 16-pager on “European Happiness: An Eastern Perspective on a Western World” where I focused on certain aspects of European culture that I observed contributing to their expression of identity and search for happiness. Some areas of studies were public art, graffiti and architecture.”
by Inti in Paris. Photo: Yoyolabellut
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