Today, I’m taking you to Lyon, and more precisely to the surroundings of where I’m actually living, which is not far from Place Bellecour (MAP >>HERE<<)
Going out after classes was not my initial plan but since I have a uni project to get ready for Monday, there was no time to lose. This project basically consists in convincing an English-speaking family (our group’s is Australian) to hire our company to help them with everything when they move to Lyon; and this work also requires us to make a little video, which is why I captured a few things and took the advantage of this little excursion in the surroundings to also take photos to share with you.
It’s true to say I quite never publish things about Lyon, which is pretty paradoxal knowing I – to my dismay – currently live here, but I must admit this is a lovely place :)!
A friend of mine once advised me to do what I did this afternoon, i.e. going out and wandering the streets while taking some pictures or writing down a few messy words once sat in a park. She said it would help me like it better and maybe love it as much as I love London but… that’s not really the case. I tried though, and I think I at least have taken that positive step, though it was not a conclusive one.
It was quite difficult for me to see where my inspiration was – so I took those photos here, which probably are the ones that look the most like me but it was hard… very hard. Believe me.
Photographing is a bit like writing. I think you need to feel a very deep love for something or someone before you create a little piece of art from it. If there’s no strong connection between you and the object of your ‘inspiration’, the result will never totally be here.
But I did my best and I hope you’ll still like what I captured ;)!
And the last thing I wanted to tell you about is a little anecdote of what happened today, while trying to make something great emerge from my hands and eyes… (because there’s always something happening when I leave my ‘cave’ ^^). Right, so I was walking along the Rhône when a man came and asked me which camera I was using. So I told him and then he said: ‘You’re not a local, are you?’ And I said no, because I’m indeed not originally from Lyon :p. So obviously, he then asked where I came from and he had a guess and said: ‘American! You’ve got sort of an accent when you speak.‘ “LOL” – that was my reaction! ‘Nope, I’m French. I’ve been living in England for a while but that’s all ^^’. 6 months might seem a long time for some people but I never thought it could leave such marks :p!!!
When I think about it, it doesn’t really surprise me he thought I was not French: I had my camera, I was probably looking a bit lost and like a tourist and, above all – a real sacrilege when you’re French – I was smiling and friendly to a stranger I actually started talking to! Yep… this is definitely not a typical French behaviour! :p
But regarding who I have become, I’m indeed probably closer to any ‘native English speaker’ in the way I behave ;)
Wooo, I wanted to write a small text but I don’t think I managed to do so :p! Hope you won’t mind reading a bit more than due ^^