Once inside the Musée d’Orsay time didn’t seem to matter. Until I came face to face with Renoir’s Woman with a parasol.
It took me by surprise. It stopped me in my tracks. I was afraid I was going to lose it, and then I cried. I left the gallery and found a large group of people looking out a round window that turned out to be the face of a giant clock. After a bit of time looking out toward Sacré-Cœur I returned to Renoir and had the same experience. I couldn’t handle this painting for more than a short time.
We visited Paris in 2014. Me for the first time, my wife for a revisit. It was everything I’d hoped for and more. The place is simply a feast for the senses. It seems only fitting to submit these images for Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Patterns. There were hundreds. Mostly shot with my iPhone and edited with Snapseed.
A lineup of rental bikes.
Train across from Gare d’Lyon.
Staircase down the street from Gare d’Lyon
Yesterday I read a blog post from Real Surfers. It was the first surfing blog I followed. For one the guy, Erwin Dence, has a great sense of humor, but two, which maybe is actually one, he’s a fantastic artist. The image above is from his web site. There’s more where that came from.
But yesterday wasn’t about Art. It was about waves, or better stated, the absence of waves. He and his buddies got Skunked, though it sounds like maybe there were some bitty waves. At the same time, my backyard, Pacifica, CA, had huge waves. Too big for me. I’m looking forward to our surf waning a bit, which it appears to be doing. Maybe the next swell will hit the northwest where Real Surfers is based.
But check out the drawings in this post. This is what drew me to Real Surfers