Glass Pyramid

You can probably tell by now that I'm a bit of a fan of looking through roofs with metal structures and quite an industrial feel. It's surprised me to be honest. Until I started this blog I didn't really give that much thought to the construction of buildings and didn't realise that I'd relish in seeing the evidence of it in my photos. This fine example of metal and glass was taken from underneath the famous and somewhat contentious (I'm still not sure I like it and it seems neither are the French) pyramids in the courtyard of the Louvre in Paris. This photo is obviously of the main pyramid and while sculptural, it also acts as a sort of epic skylight- lighting up the underground entrance chamber of this massive museum.

Man on Wall

When I first saw this crouched figure I thought it was just a load of filled bags hanging out of a window or something. Turns out its's supposed to be a man jumping off a ledge. I hope it's clear enough and you can see it. Once again my camera was being a bit naughty and not liking the glare so everything looks a bit washed out. This was another Paris find whilst wandering through the back streets.

Face in the wall

Thanks to my lovely boyfriend, I spent last weekend (the Saturday of which was my birthday) in Paris. I've been twice before but it still holds a certain magic for me and I really, truly want to live there one day. 

On the Saturday we got to our hotel at about 11am, ate and showered, then headed out up the steps to Sacre Coeur which sits high on a hill and watches over the city. It is such a beautiful walk up all the steps, lines of little local cafes and shops, and behind you the ever minimising view of Paris. One of the things that I always love about visiting Europe is that is seems to revel in graffiti. In England it is a criminal act, its classed as defacing public property rather that brightening it up. Paris is one of those cities which seems to almost encourage it. On the walk up I noticed loads of tags, slogans and (like these eyes) paper stencils. I noticed these eyes because up on the hill is a museum with lots of Dali's sculptures in and they reminded me a bit of his drooping clocks. Whilst admiring them I caught sight of a strange face surfacing out of the wall. It's as intriguing as it is creepy.