When I took this picture in Montpellier, France I felt silly. "Why am I taking a picture of a door"? Now, it's one of my favorite pics.
I had just gotten done with a perfect dinner and decided to walk into the heart of Montpellier. It was 9:30 in the middle of the week and the city center was full of activity- the restaurants, sidewalks, stairsteps and benches were full of people soaking up life and each other.
I'm ready to go back. I feel like I need to return- reground myself. Take more time to sit and soak it all in. And take more pictures!!
3 comments:
ohmigosh, I agree.
To return with a digital and 2 gigs of memory.
To know, to sense now what would make a fine picture (everything!)To return to France, just to see it, see it as a photographer, an artist - with no schedule.
It's odd to hear people snort and rant against the French. I mean, it happens often. I hold my tongue. Having lived there changes everything.
Wouldn't it be nice to spend even a long weekend there?
I sense a girl's trip! Now that would be cool. All of us with our cameras, our eyes? Oh the pictures we would have.
If anyone understands your door picture I certainly do! When I walk around Montpellier I can take a hundred pictures of doors and rooftops and walls. I love the ancient textures and colors.
Thank you for your kind words about my blog eyeseefrance.
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