We will walk the streets again sooner or later. Pont Alexandre III, Paris.
Musée de la porte dorée. “Golden gate museum”. Not in San Francisco. In Paris. The building, an Art Nouveau jewel was the Ministry of the colonies.
Pont Alexandre III. One of the prettiest bridges in Paris.
Children will play on the bridges again.
Lichtenstein will return to Paris. (Beaubourg, 2013). A shot taken at the Trocadéro. Lichtenstein was 23. Watching a documentary on WWII last night. A few flaws, but not too bad. Stirred a reflection on leadership. France folded in WWII for lack of leadership. England survived because of Churchill. Roosevelt was President in the US. Who do we have now?
The Pont-Neuf is still there, waiting for strollers. Those genies have been there since the 1600’s.
Pont Alexandre III. Why change subject when you have a good one?
“Together, let’s put our arms down.” Let’s give up, in popular French. “The movement for a resigned France had a clear and uniting platform”. By Jean in Le Point. c. 2015. We shall not give up, shall we?
Les Invalides, from the Pont Alexandre III. That classical building to the left was the Air France terminal where we arrived at when we lived in Africa and came to Paris for the summer.
The Nymphs are still guarding the bridge.
My faithful 40-years old Ray-Ban glasses are probably still in Paris somewhere… Lost them right after this shot.
Will that door in le Marais keep its secrets?
The Apsaras at the Musée Guimet will lure you into dancing. (Bas-relief from Angkor)
Musicians on the Pont de l’Archevêché are waiting. (Just made the bridge up. Not sure which bridge it actually is…) 😉
The old Lady is there, ready for the 14th July. Look closely, I think there were close to a million people then. 2014.
Medusa, Rue vieille-du-Temple, Le Marais. I probably take that very same door every year… The door’s been there since the 17th century maybe?
La belle Ferronière, by Vinci. c. 1495. For over five centuries this pretty young woman has looked at us. The model could be Béatrice d’Este, born in 1475, the mistress of Duke Ludovico Sforza. Sforza was Duke of Milan. Milan who pays a high price today to the corona virus. Praise and best wishes to the Italians who are facing the disease with courage and determination.
Lichtenstein, at Beaubourg. c. 2013. Many of you know my profound liking of Lichtenstein. Compare the two young women above. Are they so different?
Boulevard St-Germain. As you walk down to the right of that door, you will find L’écume des pages, a wonderful bookshop before les Deux-magots and L’église Saint-Germain-des-prés. L’écume des pages, (Froth of the pages) is a reference to Boris Vian’s wonderful novel, L’écume des jours. Froth of the daydream, in English, was published in 1947.
The door is well guarded. Detail.
Horus will return to the Kingdom of the dead to weigh the souls of the departed. Musée du Louvre.
Simba the lion reigns over the streets of Paris. (Pont Alexandre III. I know. I got a discount)
A distant cousin. Rue de Seine. Or close.
Cupid brings a love letter to the pretty girl on the second floor.
“Been there. Done that.” Not a clue where that is. Paris.
Notre-Dame will be rebuilt. Maybe not in 5 years, but it will.
No fear. We will walk the streets again. Remember: “We will always have Paris.” (* Ilsa Lund aka Ingrid Bergman to Rick aka Humphrey Bogart in Michael Curtiz’s 1941 “chef d’oeuvre”: Casablanca)