Paris is a vibrant city,rich in tradition, culture and history. As I spent time, not nearly enough, in the city, I felt the stories, written in the walls, stones and walkways. I couldn’t help looking through my lens to capture, not what I saw, but what I felt. High dynamic range photography seemed to be the only way I could bridge the gap between my dreams and my abilities. HDR images provided some relief from the need to capture the singular light of this marvelous city on canvas. I have no skill with the brush. I must rely on pixels to form the images I can only imagine amidst the landmarks which call to me in my sleep.
At the tip of the Chanps-Élysées, Napoléon’s arch is still the center of any Parisian parade.
One of the islands on the Seine, near the birthplace of Paris.
This castle served as one of the earliest homes for French royalty.
With the bridge across the Seine visible in the distance, this castle served as one of the earliest homes for French royalty.
Quasimodo may still live in these imposing towers.
View of Notre Dame from the Seine River.
A view of the Cathedral of Notre Dame form the rear.
View from the River Seine.
Scenic apartments contribute to the Paris sensibility.
Not far from Notre Dame, Sainte-Chapelle was built by order of King Saint-Louis.
They're Calling To Me 