Crisp sunshine, nippy breezes (gorgeous swing jackets, tights and ankle boots too) and a veil of dusky bronze, gold and red foliage so vibrant the colours are hard to comprehend much less duplicate with paintbrush and canvas…it’s Autumn in Paris and I am totally enthralled; so much so I just had to share.
A friend, a mum, a gran, a sister, an aunt…so many of us have been affected by cancer in some way, the subject never far from our lips. So too the ever vigilant and determined Pink Ribbon Breast Cancer Awareness (BCA) campaign.
Today I visited the 2013 Estée Lauder Pink Ribbon Photographic award exhibition in the courtyard of the Hotel de Sully – Le Marais. And what a splendid backdrop for such powerful, courageous and poignant works. Here’s a little taste of the winner and finalist entries:
Photographer: Salome Barrot (Jury Special Mention)
Photographers: Jeremie Conte (left) Kira Anglade (right)
Photographers: Bruno Autin (left) Yann Renoard (right)
Photographer: Sophie Loustau
Photographer: Ines Sawaya
Photographer: Adele Parison
Photographer: Loic-Yann Parmentier
Photographer: Emmanuel Brassart (Grand Prix 2013)
Photographer: Peter Honnemann
Photographer: Amandine Strasbach
Photographer: Akane Yamakita
For more, click on this link Pink Ribbon Award – Paris
A note on Evelyn Lauder for those who may not be familiar with her contribution to this campaign: Evelyn died of ovarian cancer in 2011 but not before working tirelessly on the BCA campaign as well as co-creating with Alexandra Penny of SELF magazine the Pink Ribbon, now recognized worldwide as a symbol of breast health. She was also an avid photographer.
For you Moo. xx
Negotiated tube and overland trains between Paris and London without once getting lost (thanks to Rupert for detailed instructions at British end) and while there responded to greetings in French and a spot of Italian for good measure, albeit unintentionally.
Could say I’m now officially ‘international’ yes? Nope!
Cousins Rupert and Hortense, tour guide maps and stiff upper lips firmly in place, provided the itinerary while I acted the crazed camera wielding tourist thirsty for the city’s offerings. Bridges, boats, buses, cabs, works of art, statues, Shards, Meridians and Queens – West End Queen and Buckinghuge Palace Queen to be exact – all prey to my overzealous shutterbug enthusiasm. You see, I’ve been to London on numerous occasions, jet-setting toss that I am, but always in transit t
o somewhere else and thus the thrill at finally being shown the town, and by locals.
And just to show how adaptable I am, hoovered back a hearty serve of Bangers ‘n Mash, a batch of good old Fish ‘n Chips too and all washed down with a pint of Cider while my wonderful hosts ate quality British fare, sipped wine and counted down the hours ’till I was safely escorted back to the Eurostar.
Highlights from good ‘ole Blighty?
– Time with Kent’s family sharing fond memories
– Views from the Shard
– Tate Modern (Paul Klee exhibit)
– Greenwich Fish ‘n Chips (and a waitress who believes in ‘Coddock’, a cross between Cod & haddock)
– West End (Queen Tribute ‘We Will Rock You’)
– St Paul’s Cathedral candle moment
– London’s smallest monument (two tiny mice chewing a knob of cheese)
– An enormous ginger & white puss called Paddy
– My dearly beloved Aunt, Uncle and cousins’ David & Helens respective hospitality – thank you all! X
Oh! And here are a few photos to prove I really was there…
The wheel
