Paris

Returned from Paris yesterday. Now can someone please explain to me how France made it to the top of Yahoo's "The World's Rudest Nations for Travelers" list?After reading this I was expecting the very worst. To my surprise I met nothing but very nice people. Okay, I didn't drive a car there and I tried not to act like a (sorry) total idiot tourist. Walked lots of streets, asked for directions, sit in cafes, bought things..everybody was super friendly and helpful. Not fake friendly, just friendly. One night being stuck after learning that the Metro stops operating at 1 in the morning, I even got to share a long taxi ride with a local and didn't even have to pay anything. That's more than you could ask for. Good, there was this one pickpocket who unsuccessfully tried to trick me, but I don't think such individuals should be counted to the group of rude average people.Makes me wonder if you guys made different experiences as tourists in France.

Free show tonight

Last night I dug through all kinds of older photos and picked out this picture here for my next blog post. I found this in a folder named 'February 2010'. This morning while doing some final touch-ups on it, I switched to Facebook to answer a message. On Facebook I always come across all kinds of things very randomly. This time I read the following Edward Hopper quote a friend just posted:“Great art is the outward expression of an inner life of the artist.."Without thinking about the quote any further I closed Facebook to finish my picture. Then I looked at my picture again and got confused. If you are a photographer, do you know why you create a certain kind of picture? Why does it make you feel good to share it with others? Ever thought about it?