It is the light. In my remembrance the light had a certain pink cast (or nude in fashion color speak), impossible to capture.
Which didn't keep me from trying.
Paris days and Paris nights.
I flee towards light. - Pakenen valoon. |
Mine is the night. - Yö on minun. |
Paints, stamping, paper elements like Paris street map and a love letter, and of course the butterflies and the Eiffel tower.
Thanks for looking!
You are right: it was really light. I remember it, too.
ReplyDeleteBut I remember artists of Montmantre, too. It was so wonderful to walk there.
Very beautiful cards! They bring me back to Paris...
Thank you Uuna. How could I have forgotten Montmartre! I even looked afterwards what it would cost to rent an apartment there - too much for a starving artist :-)
ReplyDeleteOh how I would love to see Paris! I haven't been but it is on the bucket list. I bet you captured the pink cast (nude) superbly! These are wonderful cards! ~Niki
ReplyDeleteThank you Niki. We'll always have Paris, as they say. Just keep it on your list and some day it will happen.
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