The Guimard Art Nouveau signs for the Parisian underground. Sublime.
Me, just to the left, very unFrench, eating on the street. Hungry.
That was the flute, that contained mayo, that gave me food poisoning, that rendered me bed
bathroom-ridden, for the remainder of that stay.
What memories!!!
Gimard also designed lots of other Parisian street furniture apparently.
Thats me again (hubby doesn't like photos without us in them). I love that hat.
More Guimard, in the Musee d'Orsay. Taken shortly before my-brand-new-for-the-trip-camera packed in, hence the terrbile colour.
Photos taken by hubby for me to look at, as I was still ill in bed, sigh.
It's France Friday over at Selina's, come and join in Francophiles!
