Secret forest: January 2012

>> Monday, 30 January 2012

Art Nouveau lamps on Alexandre III bridge, Grand Palais in the back, Paris, december 2011.

>> Monday, 23 January 2012

I'm not much into blogging these days, for no particular reason other than I thought I'd catch up with my writings. I have not written any book during this time, though. While I figure out how to get back into shape, let me share the list for this month's top droppers through Entrecard. Thank you for your patience!

Sparkle
Some Assembly Required
Dragon's Alley
Blissful Moon
bethere2day
Comedy Plus
Herbs Crafts Gifts
Grandma's Goulash
Jean's Musings
Forced Green

These links will lead you to the blogs' pages on Entrecard.

Birthday

>> Friday, 13 January 2012

Hôtel de Ville square, Paris (France), december 2011.

Just posting a two-storey merry-go-round to celebrate that today is my birthday. I never thought my blog would be one day full of photos of Paris :)

Wild Photographer Set Free in the Louvre

>> Monday, 9 January 2012

Being used to Spanish museums, where you are not allowed to take pictures even with the flash off, to the point you are chased by security guards as soon as they see you taking out the camera, it is understandable that whenever I enter a museum in a foreign country, as was the case in the Musée du Louvre in Paris, France, I do not know how to behave and take leave of my senses.


Two workers in the museum's hall. I fet very "artistic" at the beginning.

This is the only good photo I took of a work of art from the Louvre. It was a very large inflatable (a diver?) that gave us a scare and we never knew why it was there.

No, you have never seen a worse snapshot of the Mona Lisa than this one before (yes, that is Leonardo da Vinci's Mona Lisa). I didn't edit this photo at home to add to it this sort of yellowish texture or spots on the glass. It is, in fact, the reflection of the people huddled in front of the picture. I have no explanation for the yellow color, the creepy look and the fact that I got a dark picture for once they let me turn on the flash in a museum!

When I saw on the computer screen my photos from the Louvre I realized they could only be shared in a humorous post, so I started thinking of something witty. Being a bad photographer can be very good for exercising your neurons.