Today’s challenge is “green”. That’s an easy subject in a country where it rains so much, even though today, the sun is shining bright. Above the Auteuil greenhouses. This palm tree doesn’t need much water though.
Gerberoy, West of the Paris region, on the fringe of Normandy, water is plentiful. How could the grass be greener?
Gerberoy again. Ivy everywhere.
There’s nothing like complementary colours like these. Geberoy again.
The fly on that June rose in Picardy.
Tiny like the houses seen from the top of the Castle mount in Chevreuse
Or these people walking the streets of La Roche Guyon as seen from the Castle Tower too.
I shot the above picture in the Ariège four years to the day, while exiting the cave of Niaux, one of the world’s beauties in which one sees some of the earliest paintings ever made (dating from around 17,000 to 12,000 years ago i.e. the Magdalenian period). (picture on the right-hand side).
Obviously, I couldn’t take any pictures inside. And if I had they wouldn’t be worth anything so I wouldn’t want to show you. (The bison in the above picture was plundered from the jet-lag travel blog, whose authors had already taken it from somewhere else and this is why I didn’t pay too much attention).
Instead I pointed my camera at the view of the mountains beyond Tarascon sur Ariège. At the end of the cave was that hideous iron platform (on the lefthand side in the picture) but when I turned it into B&W I realised one only sees the perspective and the mountains and the snow which had fallen in the beginning of April. Searching for a new subject today, I chose to wind back to 2012 and tell you that story.
Forget about the sad times (let’s do this for good and carry on). This week’s challenge is ‘trio‘. It didn’t take too long before I could select a few pictures with subjects which came in threes. Here is a selection.
National library (Bibliothèque Nationale), ok! This one is just an introductory pic.
Essaouira in Morocco. Where gulls often come in threes (I made that one up but not the picture)
Tulips in Versailles
Three friends on the Beach in Le Havre
Doors come in different shapes and forms. They are passages. Even though, sometimes, as in this picture of a Catalonian door, they can be very small and crooked.
They are sometimes adorned with details. In Denfert Rochereau, the emblem of which is the proud Lion of Belfort, what else would you want on your door knob?
Their colours can be striking too, as in Normandy, and their names can be funny at times (“Bichette” means “little doe”)
Very weird names indeed.
In Senlis, the old medieval town, some of the doors are painted turquoise and you’d almost think you are in York or Skipton, not a stone’s throw from the French capital.
Doors are sometimes open too. As in this secret passage to the secret bar “Le Perchoir” in Menilmontant. There are no signs for this bar, word of mouth – and an open door – does it all.
Doors can sometimes be transparent and passers-by seen from the inside.
Lastly, they can sometimes be very small, yet take you very high as this door to an early twentieth century lighthouse in Normandy.
As this week’s post challenge is about scale I chose this shot of a visitor at the Louis Vuitton Foundation in Paris in front of Thomas Schütte’s 2009 “Mann in Matsch” (Man In Mud). My main question about that statue wasn’t about its meaning. I tried to figure out how they managed to fit it in such a room whereas all the entrances were so small no such statue would have been able to get through. I suppose Schütte must have assembled his statue puzzle-like and that they have re-assembled it in the gallery.