After I finished the Portuguese Camino, I flew to Paris for an afternoon of shooting, and a chance to be in my favorite city in the world. And while I was alone this time, and free to set my own agenda, the only things that got in my way were the raindrops. I was able to cover a lot of ground in a short period of time, but I was also forced to step out of the rain a few times. Darkness set-in early with the overcast skies, and I pushed into the early evening hours before I put my camera away for the night. Here’s a sample of what I saw.
When I’m in Paris, I like to capture various expressions of love and affection. Often, my favorite shots exclude faces because there’s already enough detail in the frame for the viewer to process the image.
And here are a few other images to share.
I got up early the next morning with the intention of skipping breakfast, and making enough time to grab a coffee at the nearby café before hitting the streets. Unfortunately, the final hours were counting down before my 9-hour flight back to Minneapolis. I only had a few hours to shoot, but the pouring rain instantly changed my plans, and there would be no photos.
I still ran to the nearby café, but without my camera and without the need to rush that cup of coffee. I was the only customer, so I stood at the counter and spoke to the barista in French, while he answered in English. Eventually my cup was dry, and before I knew it, I was on my way home, contemplating my next visit.