At the end of the year, the cold temperature is coming slowly. A short snow has fallen, but the sun makes disapear it. I think that to-morrow will be perfectly white.
The "Grand Palais" (great palace) was built in 1900 for the "Exposition Universelle". It is built of glass and metal. Usually, we find there exposistions of painting. The renovation work of the canopy is finished. While waiting for reopening, Paris had the idea to install a fun fair there : the large wheel goes up until the top of the canopy.
It was on the begining of december. Much wind rolling the waves, giving a color and a smoky shape to the clouds. I like to feel the wind blowing the salted smell in my face. In front of the beach, the town fade to a shadow .... I want to leave it in a boat, crossing the Atlantic, to reach the hot water of Caraibes and to stay in an other harbour for a while.
I choose to accompany the subway in his road. It is beautiful, made of brick and metal. On foot, I see people, I feel the odors of the city. The day hardly has just risen. I am well; I do not want to stop.
Last week, I was awaked very early. So I decided to go to my work on foot. Passing by the metro (this part is aerial), I kept these pictures. It is a part of this walk. I saw a man; what is he doing alone this morning? A rendez-vous? Alone i the life? Lost ?