I have been to Paris dozens of time. Many times for
professional work, but mostly to visit my parents. Paris is perhaps the city
most written about, most celebrated, and most visited by those in search of
that je ne sais quoi they have always thought to find only in Paris. Indeed, for
reasons I am not sure I can fully understand, the café crème tastes truly
different when sitting in a French café trottoir watching people and their
attitudes pass by. Even with the exact same ingredients no one in the world can
make a baguette as memorable when eaten while walking the streets of Paris.
Paris was also the city most photographed in the
world. I say “was” because nowadays everyone has a digital gadget and clicks
non-stop no matter where they are. In the “old days” one had to load film, rewind,
focus, set the speed, and gently depress the shutter release.
I still live in those “old days” when it comes to
photography….
… A friend asked me today if I had any pictures of
the Champs-Ėlysées. I said “no”.
“So how would you describe Paris through your
photography? Can you narrow your optic to just two photos?”
That made me go to my Paris files in search of
photos I may have not published. I was delighted to find a couple that indeed
could summarize what Paris represents to me if I were to “think in images”. No,
it is not the Champs-Ėlysées which is now a noisy, busy and expensive 1.2 mile
long and 230 feet wide avenue. I recall a walk along that street on New Year’s
Eve decades ago and what I see now does not make me feel like a kid anymore.
So, here are the two photos.
First, an embrace and kiss upon a park bench after
sunset. It is romantic, panhuman, and the nonchalance of it somehow Parisian.
Yet, to place it in context, the Tour d’Eiffel had to be there as a watchful
eye surrounded by the lovely clouds.
Second, the bicycle, the trench coat and the busy
street. I like this photo as she seems in no hurry compared to the men in the
background. It is a simple moment that reminds me of my days in Paris.
So, these two photos may not excite my friend to
plan a trip to Paris, but in their simplicity and perhaps personal memories,
they represent the City of Lights to me.
June 24, 2016
© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2016
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