JeVois

The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightening rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls.

Italo Calvino
Invisible Cities

All photos are taken by me, Lauren Goldenberg. I lived in Paris for two and a half years, taking pictures for myself and Shakespeare and Company. In August 2011, I moved back to the place I'm from, New York.

(Older posts are links to albums, more recently I've just posted single photos. I'm mostly just playing by ear.)

Dec 14, 2011 11:06pm

What can be said, I am filled with so much thinking of him.  George Whitman lives on in all the words read, created and yet to be born, and all the friendships begun, in his wonderland of books. There is much more to say, but I believe it’s expressed in the global heartache at his passing.