Cafe Still Life
It’s four o’clock in the morning here in Bozeman, but part of my body anyway still recognizes that it is noon in Paris. I didn’t want to be up but couldn’t sleep, so here I am up and at it. Maybe I’ll shoot for a nap later–which should really screw up the jet-lag thing.
I took this photo one day while we were eating lunch at a brasserie on St. Germaine Blvd. It was probably right after visiting a museum with lots of old Dutch still life paintings which I admire a lot and of which this arrangement has some passing similarities (albeit without the usual collection of flowers, fruits, vegetables, and dramatic side lighting).]]>