well, i couldn’t seem to find the triplets.

they must have ridden off in the night…those crazy triplets.

but i did find some other notable characters…

graffiti artists.

many many many of them…

= a whole lot of graffiti.

vandalism or self expression?

and these rugrats i found as well…

and these two.  i liked them!

old belleville…

transitioning belleville…

and new belleville…

filled with character and charm.

cultural diversity and a sense of community with an edgy artistic feel.

i like it.

even without those crazy triplets.

yesterday i took a walk through Jardin du Luxembourg.

rain was coming and you could feel it in the breeze.

it was calming.

the garden is scattered with green chairs for people to enjoy.

and is centered on a large basin of water.

where children sail model boats.

little boats being carried by the wind.

the wind constantly shifting direction.

the children pointing their little boats in the right direction.

this was calming too.

never knowing in which direction the little boat will head next.

it is said that paris is the city of love.

in this maze called life a place where people come to experience love.

to feel its presence in a walk or an ancient building or a piece of art.

to see it with their eyes.

to leave a trace of love behind.

to immortalize a piece of themselves.

some to defend it in this place where so many have loved and lost.

an artist might capture it on canvas.

perhaps a photograph.

i think this place allows people to see what was already there.  inside of themselves.

its just that paris has a way of waking it up.