Wednesday, March 30, 2016

On the Street…La Petite Madame, Paris



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  1. Cat

    March 30, 2016 at 9:36 am


  2. Denisa

    March 30, 2016 at 10:07 am

    This photo is so nice and have a great sense.. Perfect job. xa

    • ANNA

      March 31, 2016 at 4:33 am

      Indeed, this photo has seized the dimension of time. It makes me think that the cars, the boutiques are interchangeable and pass away, but the buildings hausmanniens and such ladies remain.
      Like a scene in Cinema Paradiso de G. Tornatore when the hero comes back to his village after many years…

  3. Janea

    March 30, 2016 at 10:49 am

    I love it that you chose this mature woman as your subject. She looks so well put together – I aspire to this. XO, Janea

  4. Alyssa

    March 30, 2016 at 11:06 am

    Such a stunning photo. xx

  5. Liz

    March 30, 2016 at 11:38 am

    gorgeous photo. She must have a beautiful life

  6. Antje Beckert

    March 30, 2016 at 12:12 pm

    (reminds me to)my beloved grandma, miss her.

  7. carole

    March 30, 2016 at 12:31 pm

    Really beautiful photo!!

  8. penelope

    March 30, 2016 at 3:07 pm

    i would like to be the post she is leaning on.
    a quiet moment in a busy urban street.

  9. LenaSöderström

    March 30, 2016 at 4:06 pm

    Oooo what a wonderful picture.
    You’re (among other things a photographer) but you do like human beings .Shines through. Many thanks for that.
    Reminds me of about 15 years ago in Paris:Bld Haussman- either Lafayette or Printemps – don’t remember. In the bakery departement an elderly ,frail,lady trying to buy croissants. Two shops assistants. The one handling the lady.Being rather rude.Heard the other one whisper “Mais elle est vielle”
    That said Scott.
    Do continue to inspire us.
    leso in Sweden

  10. Jice

    March 30, 2016 at 10:54 pm

    Heartbreakingly sweet. i would like to help her across.

  11. Sukie

    March 30, 2016 at 11:40 pm

    A strong woman. Given her upper back posture she has osteoporosis. Her ankles show ascites so her heart is probably kicking up, and her foot posture indicates a possible problem with her right knee or hip. Yet, despite all of that she is coiffed, has put together an outfit that likely greatly pleases her, and carries a large bag. That takes a great deal of self-possession, strength, and determination showing as constructive stubbornness and resolve. She is a person with lessons to teach. As Lena wrote above, your appreciation for other people does show in your photographs and this is an excellent example.

  12. Sylvie

    March 31, 2016 at 12:06 am

    So many great elements in this photo!

  13. The Italian Glam

    March 31, 2016 at 3:31 am

    love to see life passing by…
    great shot

  14. sofaundermapletree

    March 31, 2016 at 4:33 am

    Lovely, beautiful, heartwarming, sad….

  15. Fabrizio

    March 31, 2016 at 4:55 am

    I love beautifull old fashion wonam! ;)
    Visit my blog! ;)

  16. Wendy

    March 31, 2016 at 5:14 am

    Dressed for warmth and comfort…old age is fun because no one has high expectations for your standard of dress anymore …you can dress frumpy and comfy or elegantly depending on your mood and occasion

  17. M.

    March 31, 2016 at 7:20 am

    Very nice picture. I only hope she makes it across the street in one piece. Everyone is in such a hurry, rushing to their next heart attack.

    However, I find the comments very tiresome and patronizing. She is a whole person, anot some cute little old-style dolly. And she was once young. As I get older I am amazed at how young people patronize one. As if they invented youth and would always be that way. The generation gap is not so apparent in Italy, especially here in Venice, where society is very mixed. Old people are out and partake in the cafe and calle life. They are treated with great respect, but not as if they are cute creatures from another planet.

    • Laurie

      April 2, 2016 at 9:48 pm

      Totally agree with this. Old age is no fun, and to keep saying how cute etc. she is tires me out too. Always amazed by the patronizing comments of the young towards the elderly. I am not yet a senior and already I am patronized by 20 somethings.

    • Erin

      May 16, 2016 at 6:22 am

      M, beautifully stated. I also found some of the responses here patronizing and was going to put a reminder in that older people were all once young too and one day, we will all be old if we are lucky enough to make it that far. I will never forget an article I read where an older man found himself subject of young women calling him ‘doll’ and ‘hun’ and ‘sweetie’ after he turned a certain age. He just wanted to be treated with respect, not like he was 9 years old. It was poetic when you said..”….They are treated with great respect, but not as if they are cute creatures from another planet.”

  18. jintrø

    March 31, 2016 at 9:14 am

    Love this photo!! It makes me think, it make me want to slow down and explore more carefully the day to day scenes, to discover more beauty. That beauty makes me happy!!!
    Thank you!

  19. From The World With Love

    March 31, 2016 at 9:15 am

    It’s nice to see old people in a city …walking in NY sometime i feel that all the old people are dead…
    Yael Guetta

    • Lexi

      April 3, 2016 at 3:25 pm

      It depends on what part of NYC you’re in. I see them everywhere on the Upper West Sides!

    • Erin

      May 16, 2016 at 6:24 am

      Other then the completely crassness of this comment…..I see older people all the time in the city. Perhaps you don’t see them because you don’t pay attention to them.

  20. Charikleia

    March 31, 2016 at 12:41 pm

    This photo moves me to tears. I hope she has somewhere to go where people are waiting for her and that she is not lonely.

  21. Ann-Marie

    April 1, 2016 at 3:14 pm

    My first thought when seeing this is that her down turned head seems sad. But then I thought…wait a minute. She’s probably looking at her smart phone like just about everyone else one sees on the street! In any case, it’s nice to see photos of older people who are out and about.

  22. Omi

    April 2, 2016 at 8:47 pm

    When I grow old, I shall move to a place where I can walk somewhere, a city that does not require a car for every function of daily life, a place like this photo. I can dream.

  23. JLS

    April 6, 2016 at 8:54 am

    Dans les plis sinueux des vieilles capitales,
    Où tout, même l’horreur, tourne aux enchantements,
    Je guette, obéissant à mes humeurs fatales
    Des êtres singuliers, décrépits et charmants.

    Ces monstres disloqués furent jadis des femmes,
    Éponine ou Laïs ! Monstres brisés, bossus
    Ou tordus, aimons-les ! ce sont encor des âmes.
    Sous des jupons troués et sous de froids tissus

    Ils rampent, flagellés par les bises iniques,
    Frémissant au fracas roulant des omnibus,
    Et serrant sur leur flanc, ainsi que des reliques,
    Un petit sac brodé de fleurs ou de rébus ;

    Ils trottent, tout pareils à des marionnettes ;
    Se traînent, comme font les animaux blessés,
    Ou dansent, sans vouloir danser, pauvres sonnettes
    Où se pend un Démon sans pitié ! Tout cassés

    Qu’ils sont, ils ont des yeux perçants comme une vrille,
    Luisants comme ces trous où l’eau dort dans la nuit ;
    Ils ont les yeux divins de la petite fille
    Qui s’étonne et qui rit à tout ce qui reluit.

    - Avez-vous observé que maints cercueils de vieilles
    Sont presque aussi petits que celui d’un enfant ?
    La Mort savante met dans ces bières pareilles
    Un symbole d’un goût bizarre et captivant,

    Et lorsque j’entrevois un fantôme débile
    Traversant de Paris le fourmillant tableau,
    Il me semble toujours que cet être fragile
    S’en va tout doucement vers un nouveau berceau ;

    Charles Baudelaire, Les petites vieilles (extraits)

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