Posts tagged "Paris"

Since I re-blogged a photo of Rimbaud’s  grave, I thought I’d post a photo of Baudelaire’s grave which I took in Paris last fall.
-Cimetière du Montparnasse, Paris, October 2009

Since I re-blogged a photo of Rimbaud’s  grave, I thought I’d post a photo of Baudelaire’s grave which I took in Paris last fall.

-Cimetière du Montparnasse, Paris, October 2009


bonparisien:

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thembadkids:

colonycallahan:

Simone, Bubble, Seine, Paris,  1963 

Sokolsky’s was a true master.

thembadkids:

colonycallahan:

Simone, Bubble, Seine, Paris,  1963 

Sokolsky’s was a true master.


Paris me manque trop.

Paris me manque trop.

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absinthemakeyouawhore:

Place de la Concorde, Paris. Photograph by Willy Ronis, 1952.

absinthemakeyouawhore:

Place de la Concorde, Paris. Photograph by Willy Ronis, 1952.

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bonparisien:

Rue Pavée(s) (by Kiyouyou)


I have some very fond, yet bittersweet memories of the Rue Pavée. Three girls from our study abroad program had an amazing apartment on this street, and we had some great parties there. Bittersweet, because I miss those times, the Marais, Paris-I miss it all. And, of course, bittersweet because of a (Parisian) boy-I am glad to have meet him, but sad because I never saw him again.
It’s a dumb story, really— we spent the whole evening talking, but neither of us had our phones on us, so we agreed to ask the hostess, our mutual friend for contact info, and I never did, because damn it I am too shy and have too many regrets. I doubt he ever did…

bonparisien:

Rue Pavée(s) (by Kiyouyou)

I have some very fond, yet bittersweet memories of the Rue Pavée. Three girls from our study abroad program had an amazing apartment on this street, and we had some great parties there. Bittersweet, because I miss those times, the Marais, Paris-I miss it all. And, of course, bittersweet because of a (Parisian) boy-I am glad to have meet him, but sad because I never saw him again.

It’s a dumb story, really— we spent the whole evening talking, but neither of us had our phones on us, so we agreed to ask the hostess, our mutual friend for contact info, and I never did, because damn it I am too shy and have too many regrets. I doubt he ever did…


Flâneur

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André Kertész - On Reading, Paris 1929

André Kertész - On Reading, Paris 1929

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proustitute:

Robert Doisneau, Au Bon Coin, quai du Port, Saint-Denis, 1945(image source; thanks luzfosca) “The world, monotonous and small, today, Yesterday, tomorrow, always, shows us our image:An oasis of horror in a desert of boredom…”— Charles Baudelaire, from “Le Voyage” 

proustitute:

Robert Doisneau, Au Bon Coin, quai du Port, Saint-Denis, 1945

(image source; thanks luzfosca

“The world, monotonous and small, today, 
Yesterday, tomorrow, always, shows us our image:
An oasis of horror in a desert of boredom…”

— Charles Baudelaire, from “Le Voyage” 

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