Nadia, the amazing talent behind the blog La Porte Rouge is speaking about Hidden in Paris today in a fun interview in the doubtful case you're not sick of hearing me talk about my novel yet. Oh and by the way, Hidden in Paris is a novel set in Paris. No shit! you say... but I needed to write this sentence to improve my google searches. Full disclosure, haha.
But this gives me a great chance to talk about Nadia.
No need to tell you how I became mesmerized by all things Nadia. All I need is to show you her pictures.
Okay, I'm in chatty mood, so let me illustrate the pictures (all stolen from her blog) by telling you a few words about her.
And if you ever doubt that friendships can be started on the internet, you can see that we go way back. I think it all started with this post.
Nadia has been a source of inspiration to me not only because of her stunning artistic eye but because of her poetic spirit and the rawness of her emotions. And because she make everything, even the simplest things so beautiful that she forces me to reexamine how I look at simple things. After I read her blog I am always reminded to look closer, not to rush by, to appreciate light, and texture, and color.
We've all gotten pretty good at rushing. But another thing we have become exceedlingly good at is protecting ourselves from the world, either by not caring too much or by developing a think skin.
Nadia has not developed a thick skin.
I find that marvelous. Of course I am not in her skin so who is to say if this is a blessing or a curse, but the way I see it, as we manage to numb ourselves from the painful things in life, we also end up numbing ourselves from its joys.
You don't get to be selective about self-numbing.
The last two mosaics are pictures taken when Nadia was part of a food styling trip in the Dordogne region of France with the famous Aran of Canelle et Vanille. I have NEVER lusted more for a trip to France than I did about that one, which you can read about here, here , and here
So what do you think? Should we make ourselves less or more vulnerable? And what do we have to lose or gain by being vulnerable?