Perigueux Skyline
Each time I visit I am amazed at the light in France. Perhaps it has to do with the incidence of light limestone and terra cotta.
I usually avoid images made at noon — but that’s when this image was created.
A return trip can’t happen too soon. If I could only get out of the studio and just go…….
Teenage Longing
Youth is the same in any language. And teenage is the time of dreams and adventures.
How many young girls have stood in front of shop windows dreaming and imagining a moment, a date, a lifetime? How many dresses, and handbags, and pairs of shoes and baby outfits have fueled fantasies — or perhaps postcards or backpacks or skis — because today’s woman is not one-dimensional and she is interested in just as many things as men.
Ah, but a woman’s way with shopping is unique.
Most of the men I know go out buying — we know what we want before we leave the house — we hunt it down, make our purchase, and return to our lair.
But a woman… not so much….
Longing glances, tried-on-outfits by the dozen, a myriad of shoes…. No…. whether she be a young girl like this or a full grown woman, shopping and longing are inseparably tied.
Doors As A Personal Statement
Oh, for a summer’s day.
But the real reason for this bucolic French door is to encourage you to think about your own doorway. We take them for granted, but whether brightly painted, dingily weathered, flanked by flowers, or guarded by a mangy dog, our doorways say a lot about who we are.
Next time you run to the store and buy something to spruce up your living room … maybe consider spending a couple buck to make your gateway to the world look more interesting.
This delightful old lady happened to be sitting here working on a little lace work. Weathered skin, somber faced when left on her own — but upon striking up a conversation she was as bright of mind and shiny in personality as a newborn.
I love old people (better watch how I say that — someday I’ll be one too!)
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