Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Provencal light, Lacoste.

All visual artists and most keen observers find that there are places on Earth that hold and reflect the light in a more beautiful way. Near where we live, in northern Florida, St. Augustine is one of them. Provence is that way, as is Paris. When the sun bounces between the lovely old honey colored walls it is so soft and warm, almost a physical presence.
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Martina said...

Seeing this photo and thinking about what you wrote about gentrifying Lacoste - this strongly reminds me of Gordes. I also am not sure what to make of this: do I like it? Visually mostly not - everything is a little bit too perfect. On the other hand: there would be nothing anymore except some ruins if not for gentrification.
I can't remember Lacoste being that neat - but is some years since I have been there.

November 30, 2012 at 1:09 PM

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