I like how it looks too, Mary Ann! The architecture really allows to see how Beirut was considered the Paris of the Middle East. Was it Paris, or another sophisticated European city... I forget.
Is that the texture of the glass reflecting the light, or sheer drapes hanging loosely? Eery yet beautiful, if you know what I mean...
Yes, Beirut was called the Paris of the Middle East. I can't speak from experience (since I haven't traveled much outside Lebanon), but other people tell me that Beirut is the most european city in the region.
The windows on the upper floor didn't have any glass. Too me, it looked like slightly opaque plastic sheeting in it's place. There must be something red or pink behind it to make that odd pinkish hue.
Everybody's looking for something. Mary Ann is looking for the real Beirut, whatever that means. These are the photos she takes along the way.
You can browse around the archives here or check out her other blogs. There's one from a few years ago, back when she blogged about art. And then there's another from '09 when she lived in St. Louis (USA).
I like how it looks too, Mary Ann!
ReplyDeleteThe architecture really allows to see how Beirut was considered the Paris of the Middle East.
Was it Paris, or another sophisticated European city... I forget.
Is that the texture of the glass reflecting the light, or sheer drapes hanging loosely? Eery yet beautiful, if you know what I mean...
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I like how it looks also in this beautiful photo. I love the middle door with the pinkness behind the window.
ReplyDeleteYes, Beirut was called the Paris of the Middle East. I can't speak from experience (since I haven't traveled much outside Lebanon), but other people tell me that Beirut is the most european city in the region.
ReplyDeleteThe windows on the upper floor didn't have any glass. Too me, it looked like slightly opaque plastic sheeting in it's place. There must be something red or pink behind it to make that odd pinkish hue.
Beautiful shot of a charming building...
ReplyDelete...and the best quilts are put together of fragments you never thought would be so beautiful together!
ReplyDeleteI get that feeling with many of your shots. And then when I think of a week of your shots, even moreso ... and a month ...
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