Wednesday, June 16, 2010


I've been taking a lot of photos of wrought iron lately, intrigued by the variation even within the relatively strict confines of Haussmanian design. I guess the differences keep the Parisian look from crossing the line from unity into utter monotony.

Once I started snapping photos, I started noticing even more little details. Even so, in the staid, elegant, and oh-so proper 16th arrondissement, I did not expect to see this:


Anonymous said...

Hi Anne, we met at the Paris by Mouth party, and my internet's been down since then, so this is my first chance to check out your blog! I'm fascinated with ironwork, too, and I always get excited when I spot the same pattern I used to have outside my window. (The new apartment doesn't have any scrollwork. Boo.)

Anne said...

Camille: Thanks for stopping by. Guess I need to check out the pattern outside my window. Funny, that never even occurred to me!

Starman said...

I don't dare state what this appears to be for fear of being called 'racist'.

Danna said...

Okay... those do look like Mickey Mouse ears.

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