There is nothing like the light in Paris. There were long stretches of gray for the first few days of my trip, and then, almost as if someone flipped a switch, the skies lit up in blue and gold in that classically Paris way. Winter light is different, sharper and clearer, than hazy summer and spring sunlight. I marveled at it like a silly tourist, standing on street corners just staring up at the sky. I also tried to be less precious this trip about not photographing people, rather than waiting for passerby to exit my frame.
5 thoughts on “December in Paris, pt. 4: The Left Bank (mostly)”
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God yes to the light! I’m definitely making a trip there again in 2016
Samesies! ;) xo
I love the Eiffel Tower photos!
Merci! Moi aussi :) xo
So many great images. I’m glad you just went for it with the people just walking (or riding a bike) by, it really ads something to the shot. And I’d love to know the story behind those benches in the park…