Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

uh, more pictures. N'importe quoi.















Embrun, Jardins De Luxembourg (paris), Lyon, Annecy, Lyon, Paris









Monday, January 08, 2007

Pictures!

I currently have reliable internet access and am not on the battery clock, so im posting like a madman, First, Porto, Portugal








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Voici, Coimbra
















et Lisboa!

























Alright, im not going to add anymore due to the bizarre nature of blogger, or "old-blogger" and its photo handling abilities...

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Akhenaten!

Ahkenaten!

Here he is at the louvre.

















Returned from my Paris museum tour. I saw all the museums I hadn’t seen in a while. The Louvre, of course, the Pompidou, the D’Orsay and the Rodin museum, I also got to see the interior of Soufflot’s masterpiece, St. Genieve, or as its now known, the Pantheon who’s crypt holds the bones of Voltaire, Rousseau, and a whole bunch of over guys who probably wouldn’t like people staring at their coffin. Soufflot was there too. I saw the church of st. Sulpice and some other random neo-gothic one while walking around. I walked around the marais and latin quarter. In my last hour of paris, before my train, I saw the near-by Montparnasse cemetery. I couldn’t find anyone I had heard of… I tried to find Satre’s and Baudelaire’s but in my rush I didn’t find them. Saint- Saens , D’indy, Chausson and Franck are all there too.

The only one I really like is Franck anyway. But no big deal. Now I know where they’re buried.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006















So i went to Lyon last weekend. Nice town, the weather was great. I didnt go inside but i liked the design of the contemporary remodel of the opera house. (above)

The roman ruins and the museum for them were the highlight of my time there. The art museum came in second. Two fine museums... even if the design of the museum of roman ruins was evocative of a parking structure. really, the interior looks like the ramps of a concrete car park stuffed with ancient statues and mosaics. The town itself is elegant, the old town even reminded me a little of prague.


Berlioz had this to say about lyon...














"I was born in the visage (face) of this great city" (unless dans has another meaning here im missing out on)