One thing about travel is packing our visual connections to the world through other people’s photographs. I opened my New York Times magazine on the plane only to see Matthew Porter’s photomontage accompanying an article…and whenever I fly, I see William Eggleston’s image of the airplane cocktail in the sun, and airports always make me think of Gary Winogrand, and Paris, well, that’s too easy.

Photography seems to be alive and well in Paris, not just in the galleries, but in the business of. There seem to be camera stores every few blocks, chock a block with film and surprizingly enough, darkroom supplies and boxes of photo paper.

Had the pleasure of seeing a wonderful photo exhibit at the satellite Jeu de Paume at the Hotel de Sully in the Marais district, “Paris, capitale photographique 1920-1940, collection Christian Bouqueret” filled with the work of French photographers who were busy keeping up with and being inspired by the painters and surrealists of that era. I was struck by so much creativity in photography. Claude Cahun and Maurice Cloche were standouts…

Also opened an e-mail to discover that one of my images is on the cover of the new issue of f-stop Magazine (sorry, links don’t seem to be working on this computer).