Bus Shots don’t usually produce memorable results. But last year, on this one evening in Paris, the distortions, grimy streaks, stencils, and other distractions of the windows faded out between my camera and the subject. Splashy rain only served to enhance the feeling, the ambiance, and the excitement of the night to come in the Pigalle district, current home of several cabarets, including the iconic, if not campy, Moulin Rouge.
(Thanks to Alienshores52.wordpress.com “Paris in the Rain” for the inspiration.)
The Moulin Rouge, with it’s red windmill, a Paris Landmark for decades
“Feerie” pretty much translates to mean “Extravaganza!”
I liked these alot. They are imperfect, but that’s very parisienne. From my three journey’s I don’t think the sun ever shone. Beautiful place, yet dreary in a way. You almost need to see it in the rain!
It is alluring.