June 19, 2013
There’s a question I like to ask people when I’m conducting interviews: “what’s your favorite flower?”
I know it seems incredibly random and it usually comes out of left field, but I continue to ask because of all the interesting answers I get. Most of the time when a person loves a flower it’s not just because it’s pretty. There’s a backstory, or a metaphor, or a deep-seeded feeling of kinship behind the types of flowers they like.
Sunflowers, because of the way they represent the march of time and the seasons. Red roses, because that’s what her parents always gave her after a show. Baby’s breath, because she remembers romping through a field of them as a child, completely carefree. Peonies, because of the way they start out as a tiny bulb, then stretch and yawn and wake up into a riot of petals.
May 3, 2013
Sometimes, you have to escape the city… even when that city happens to be Paris. Lucky for me, London is just a two-hour train ride away.
Here’s the thing about May in France: there are a ton of bank holidays, some of which land in the middle of the week, like May Day (French Labor Day) did this year. Lots of people faire le pont (“make a bridge”) between the holiday and an adjacent weekend, thereby making it a very long weekend, but one can’t be doing that every time. So, sometimes one has a one-day vacation with which to do as much as one can, and one may as well visit one’s neighboring country.
There are two basic ways to spend such a trip: either running around trying to see as much as possible in a short time, or just chilling out and wandering around, seeing what you happen to see. We took the latter route.
October 14, 2012
Le Siffleur de Ballons
34 Rue de Citeaux, 75012 (Faifherbe-Chaligny or Reuilly-Diderot)
01 58 51 14 04
If a city has a personality, maybe it also has a soul. Maybe it dreams. That is where I believe we have come. We are in the dreams of the city. That’s why certain places hover on the brink of recognition; why we almost know where we are.
— Sandman #51: “A Tale of Two Cities”
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