It's known as the "Clock Pavilion", for obvious reasons. And it was like a little time portal. This wing of the Louvre Sully was built between 1624 and 1654 under King Louis XIV. However, the original fortress foundation - circa the late 12th century lies below. History lives here. It lives and breathes here. As I stood there imagining the likes of Napoleon, Catherine de Medici, Louis XIV, Henry IV and others gadding about in this place - designing, building, adding onto this place, all the while plotting, planning, loving, warring, doing all that stuff called life in their world... it felt like time was folding. Becoming now... and then... at once. I kept feeling like I could almost see them... right there... out of the corner of my eye.
I love this photo. Obviously, taken at the Louvre. At night. Reflection on the pyramid thing going on. History and modern. Old and new. I love juxtapositions, don't you?
Paris. The Louvre. Midnight. We had the best adventure EVER that day - that will forever define our first visit to paris. It included walking 8 miles through the streets of Paris at night, experiencing the wonder of the Louvre at midnight - with the place to ourselves and magic all around, missing the last subway at 1am, consoling ourselves with wine, cheese and the most delicious chocolate ever made at 2am on the Champs Elysees. The stuff dreams are made of, baby.
