The Nuit Blanche is one of my first happy memories from moving to Paris back in late 2009. It's an annual event that's taken on a bit of sentimentality for me over the years, being a lovably ridiculous and reliable constant in a life in Paris that's seemed constantly in flux and has seen its ups and down. So despite being mostly bed-ridden this weekend, I loaded up on flu medicine and made it out for a few hours of Paris's annual celebration of odd experimental art, youth, and the end of another summer season.
As usual, I had the good fortune to spend my Nuit Blanche with good friends who all have the requisite sense of humor for a certain sort of "art appreciation." We wandered down the Canal Saint Martin, through République, and into the Marais, past cacophonous concerts, musical gurgling geysers, improbable architecture, and city squares filled with fog. Somewhat it all was determined (probably by some French bureaucrat) to amount to art, and at best some of it got us talking and even thinking. The night basically left me at once in love with and shaking my head in confusion over this city I call home. I'll spare you the details: I've already gone through the nitty-gritty of my Nuits Blanches in 2009, 2011, and 2012, but a few pictures may be in order to sum up my Nuit Blanche 2013.
As usual, I had the good fortune to spend my Nuit Blanche with good friends who all have the requisite sense of humor for a certain sort of "art appreciation." We wandered down the Canal Saint Martin, through République, and into the Marais, past cacophonous concerts, musical gurgling geysers, improbable architecture, and city squares filled with fog. Somewhat it all was determined (probably by some French bureaucrat) to amount to art, and at best some of it got us talking and even thinking. The night basically left me at once in love with and shaking my head in confusion over this city I call home. I'll spare you the details: I've already gone through the nitty-gritty of my Nuits Blanches in 2009, 2011, and 2012, but a few pictures may be in order to sum up my Nuit Blanche 2013.
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