High Contrast Grey.

The weather of Bretagne. I am going to miss this sky.

Every step echoed the sound of thick glass crunching.

Taking a flannerie through Rennes and the things to be found.

Foggy morning in Rennes.

A wine bar in Saint-Brieuc.

Oil lamps and classy old people.

Purple Twilight.

A return to Fougères with others for spring break.

While taking the bus to Saint Malo we hopped off in Dinan where we found a tasty lunch in a small medieval crêperie.

Oil lamps on almost every table and a fire in the fireplace cooking something.

We never did make it to Saint Malo.

Spring break; I hop on a bus tout seul for a day trip in Fougères. Camera in hand I wander the town.

Sunday brunch at L’épicerie in Rennes.

I am not sure what is going on here, but as I walked by this rather modern building I was taken back to see the salon style setup of art on the walls inside.

Voyeuristic tendencies.

This is the same place that will be hosting the broadway musical Cabaret in less than a month after it leaves Paris. I should really get on trying to get tickets for that becfore it gets to be too late.

It seems that none of the architecture, nor the city planning is straight in France.

The nights have been cold and where the ability to take reference photos of Rennes at night was presented, I had to cut it short as my fingers began to freeze so much that even the simple operations on my camera became difficult.

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I have a feeling that when I return that all these photos that I have taken will become my lifeline for artistic inspiration. I still have 800 some photos left on my SD card.. it feels strange that I will have not cleared the card for almost a year by the time I return to the states. A collection that I hope to never lose.

At one point a local street artist had taken a marker to give her a speach bubble with “sexe=$”

I feel as though this Delacroix reproduction represents the problem with white consumer culture and the rest of the world. It doesn’t help that a few of them look like they could be extras for Jersey Shore.

I will admit that I do like that I am able to see exposed breasts while walking around in France for the simple fact that people shouldn’t feel ashamed of their own body. We are all human and we all have either one set of sexual organs or another (sometimes both..).  Things to miss when returning to a conservative america. A contradictive conservative america.

The moon rises over the trees as I run out of my room to catch the metro.

Hot chocolate with something mint flavored and alcoholic.

A silent film addresses the emergence of the talkies. A culture of reflection.

The troupe that puts on the shows of Rocky Horror Picture Show in Paris came over to Rennes for a free show.

The film was shown in English but the jokes being said by the performers were a mixture of French and English. This was probably the one time I have seen the show in public and was still able to follow the film because the crowd in Rennes didn’t know all the things to yell, like they do in Seattle.