Paris Journal

Salut! Welcome to the Paris Journal, with stories from La Ville Lumière and elsewhere. This is a collection of adventures: the ladies I photograph; the croissants I've eaten; tidbits from my life; special projects; and a Paris guide. Whew! I hope you'll come along; it's going to be a lovely time!

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At this point, I will not judge you if you think I’m crazy and that I permanently live in a spring state of mind. Currently, I am meandering, skipping, squealing, and photographing (some of us are skinny-dipping) my way through Provence with my artist troupe — a last hurrah before two of us head back […]

Undoubtedly, one of the most-loved activities in the countryside is mowing the grass. After a few weeks, we find that it’s a bit too tall and lumpy for optimal croquet. Despite his…dislike for the game, he never fails to use it as an excuse to convince his father. Mow the lawn, and it will be […]

[It’s way past Easter but I’m just getting around to sharing my thoughts. It still seems pertinent. This originally appeared as an Instagram post!] My feet are dangling from the hammock, grass-stained knees and mud-marked jeans witnesses to one too many crawls under the barbed-wire fence. The hammock is gently rocking and the chatter of […]

[Written in quarantine but published now. I wonder if my questions have been answered?] It was a bight, strong, mid-morning spring sunshine that had me squinting. He was running into the field, zeal punctuating each footfall, after a butterfly. I didn’t bother crawling under the barbed wire to follow; he was already a hundred meters […]

It was supposed to be a Vanity (Af)fair. A perfect picnic under a lone cherry blossom tree at the height of the season; a colour-coordinated garden party to celebrate the beginning of spring. There are so many “it was supposed to be”s, for me and many others. Mostly, this year I was looking forward to […]

Any churchgoer is probably familiar with the dreaded three-minute meet-and-greet. For what is quite possibly the longest and most awkward three minutes of your life, you must make eye contact and shake hands with as many people as you can before the pastor hops on stage. For some, it’s an excuse to run to the […]

It felt like something was wrong. The streets were the quiet you usually find in August, on a spring Tuesday. Bags were piled on the floor, clothes and monitors and schoolbooks spilling every which way. The trunk of the car was brimming with food amongst the suitcases, no time for tetris. We piled in, one […]

Just a bit before the entire world was quarantined, I met the lovely Eugenia who was on her habitual solo trip to Paris. We “met” in a photography group and decided to swap some headshots while she was here. So glad I said oui, because I’m all about meeting a fellow Francophile. Indeed, her Instagram bio […]

In the previous blog post, Madeline shared her film photographs of a quarantined Paris. A city usually bustling with life and visitors was suddenly desolate. As we continue to navigate a world in a pandemic, I’ve been snapping photographs of the city in “déconfinement.” From the simple joys of a florist’s flowers spilling onto the […]

While I was not in Paris for the shelter-in-place, my dear friend Madeline was. Here is Paris in her words and film photographs from that time — a stark, somber, and intimate portrait of the city. Madeline is a gifted street photographer. You can find these moments on her Instagram. I got to photograph Paris during […]

Paris strolls; looking for the best croissant; plenty of flowers; stories; and other adventures. I hope you'll come along and see my Paris!

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