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Categories: Miscellaneous, Visual Art
Artist- Ted Giffin - Musician 
Ted, this is a beautiful and colourful evocation of Paris, one of my favourite cities. I don’t know if you intended this but it reminds me of Paris in May when you can buy posies of mayflowers in the street.
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Thank for the reblog! I have never had the pleasure of going there. I just kept thinking of what Paris meant at the turn of the century. Maybe even pre WW1. The idea of hope, and a new age, new industrial age.
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There’s something very quaint and very modern about Paris. It can, like all cities, be very brutal and the Parisians, very abrupt, even intolerant. I always put it down to them being at ease with themselves and never feeling they have to explain themselves, you either get it or you don’t. Paris goes on, regardless (picture classic Parisian shrug of dismissal). I have some great memories of Paris.
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I would be surprised if in this lifetime, I get to visit…..
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Never say never
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Correct , did not use the term. Surprised…
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Reblogged this on Postcard from a Pigeon and commented:
When you write about Paris, you don’t have to say it twice
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