Points for creatively incorporating pre-existing materials or disqualified for creepy/uncheerful subject? The city at your feet.
Archives for September 2011
all (road) signs lead to…
Mustaches. Charlie Chaplin black and whites. A certain former roommate. That’s what I think of anytime I see this particular breed of road sign. Beats me what its actual meaning is…
a door of a different color
I love how every door in this city is a little bit all its own. Here are a few from a recent stroll:
medieval times
This building sits close to school. Anytime I look at it, I feel like I’m living in middle-age France. I have no idea how old it is, but love how it doesn’t fit with anything else in the neighborhood.
a magical moment
In Paris, the change that occurs in the first few minutes after the rain stops and the sun appears can be rather magical. It’s like watching a switch be flipped from black and white to color or Dorothy leaving her Kansas house to step…
si normale
Sorry for being gone so long last week, but I got married. Nah. You didn’t believe that, did you? Really though, my week was mostly about unpacking, going to class, having an extra café crème in twilight sun, feeling a new…