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Oct

How a Paris Mime Made Me See Things Differently

by Meredith Mullins on October 18, 2012

eyes of Paris mime seeing things differently

Eyes of a Paris mime
© Meredith Mullins

Street Sweeper or Zen Master?

Street Sweeper. Silent Statue. Performance Artist. Zen Master. The character poised on the Pont St Louis (a “bridge with a view” across the Seine in Paris) could be any or all of these. He stands suspended in mid-sweep, as the flowing crowd passes around him.

Some bridgegoers glance at the silver sweeper and smile at the surprising oddity of it all. Some stop for a moment and stare, waiting for a sign that he is real, a twitch of his little finger or a silver blink. Yet, he remains frozen in time.  Read more...

 

France (Paris)/On the World Stage

15

Oct

New Perspectives on Beauty from Eric Holubow

by Janine Boylan on October 15, 2012

Abandoned space at Washburne Trade School in Chicago, Illinois, showing new perspectives on beauty

Abandoned space at Washburne Trade School in Chicago, Illinois
© Eric Holubow

Can There Be Beauty in Decay?

Eric Holubow, urban exploration photographer, gave me new perspectives on beauty. He creates haunting views into life’s changes through snapshots of glorious buildings as they fall into disrepair.

Abandoned Church

Gary, Indiana’s City Methodist Church once held nearly 3,000 members. Now its rainbow-colored windows have made way for exploring vines. Its floors beckon weeds, and its roof welcomes trees. Yet Holubow shows that it is still a place for inspiration.

Ruins of Holy Trinity Church in Gary, Indiana, showing new perspectives on beauty

Ruins of the Holy Trinity Church in Gary, Indiana
© Eric Holubow  Read more...

 

The World's Photography/USA

11

Oct

Life Lesson: Slowing Down at the Airport

by Janine Boylan October 11, 2012

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Connecting with People Instead of a Flight

Like the planes in this video, I had been zooming in and out of airports all day long—from early in the morning until dark. In fact, I was at my fourth airport of the day. And I still wasn’t home.

The night before, my flight in Dallas had been cancelled. After just three hours of sleep, I negotiated a flight to Houston, and then rushed onto another plane to Nashville, where I stopped long enough to give a ten-minute presentation.  Read more...

 

Art of Travel/Life Lessons

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