Touring Paris in my dreams looking beyond the tour Eiffel, Louver, Montmartre, Notre dame.
Paris – the city of love – Eiffel tower, Louvre, Sacre Coeur and on and on are a must see. In the sheer expanse of this city there is much more to discover, however. since i wouldn’t consider myself the typical tourist that is after a photography of each major attraction that i can hang next to the post card of the Eiffel tower i bought 5 years ago in little Italy. So what makes Paris a special place for me?
It is what makes lomography special to me. It allows or sometimes even seduces me to look at the world in a different way, as if i was some instrument with slightly blurred, infra-red vision. It makes me want to make love with the people and objects i am seeing, dance with the street musician, fly over the roofs of paris, becoming michelangelo’s slave. As lomography, so is Paris an orgasmic unification of the old and the modern – graffiti on 400 year old walls, glasses pyramids in the midst of the louvre. It is in this unification that the charm of Paris is born – once it takes hold of you – you are hopelessly lost. It calls your name in your sleep and softly embraces your dreams.