Le Clarion du Dimanche Matin

That's just a fancy way of saying "Playing Clarion on Sunday Morning". Everything sounds sexy in french. haha

As you may have noticed, I adore black-and-white, retro/vintage reprints with human subjects. They are THE BEST. And I am really extra grateful to the postcrossers who granted my wish (eherm, without getting any postcard from me in exchange. Don't judge me, I'm a struggling student and I email them long replies and countless thank-you's. har har, *defensive*)

So anyway, this post is to honor and thank fellow postcrosser Hannah for this lovely postcard. The photo was taken by Robert Doisneau, a french photographer in 1947. http://www.robertdoisneau.com/ His photos are original and out-of-the-box and it was a time when people were only starting to learn how to be less stiff and more playful in front of the lens. He also started juxtaposing social ironies and sprinkling a little spontaneity to his photos. His subjects are mostly people in the streets of Paris (pr: Pa-ree! haha) (wiki)

I don't really know much about wind instruments-- I actually did not know it was called a 'clarion'-- it looks like a trumpet to me. I played a little flute when I was young (hey, anyone can blow). My interest for it lasted at most three weeks. pfft, typical me.


Anyway, happy PP Wednesday!

Aren't FINISH postcrossers the AWESOMEST?! I love them. The Germans are great too. <3