Eclectic Art Moments

I am cycling in a 92 degree Michigan afternoon (one of  the few warm days of the Great Lakes this summer), going up the hills and barely breaking a sweat. I am on my 16th mile and not even breathless. What's going on?  My thoughts are taking over!!!! The only image in my visual field is that painting. Where did the years go? As my son is getting ready to move to college, I can't help but look back and think of different places, different times. If the colors could talk, one would hear laughter and cries, happiness and frustration, talks and arguments, excitment and pain but all along, you could feel and hear love. My eyes are filled with tears, sadness and joy, pride and new expectations. It's a new life I need to learn to embrace.

In the streets of Paris, the camera had to focus on a shop window, a color, a nicely written name, a bicycle parked somewhere, an apartment window decorated with geraniums, a door, an arch... There is no way I can publish hundreds of pictures. Just a few are enough to inspire.

                                                                                                                                                              Crazy city, noisy, crowded, smoky... Mainly beautiful. Beyrouth, je t'aime!