Postcards from Paris: {Osteology: the study of bones}

From the time I can remember, even before I worked there, The Paris Market always had some sort of bone collection, or osteology element. From animal skulls on wooden plaques to the beautiful decoupage skeleton-set by John Derian to our old x-ray machine in the basement that became a monumental fixture. Now I assure you, the store never took on a look of Les Catacombs, but I must admit that in itself would be something which would interest me to no-end. I love the feeling of being completely surrounded by all things "old." So as promised, I share more charms and intrigues from Le Jardin des Plantes. I was even more pleased to discover this addition to the park. The very moment I walked through the doors I knew I would be willing the pay whatever admission was required of me. To heighten my excitement, it was free for me. The ivory-toned bones all reflected the light shining through the ceiling-high windows. The entire color-scheme of the interior is the exact palette I relate to most. Variations of a golden-brown in the parquet floor that creeked when walked across and the calmest shade of blue-grey to compliment against the wood and cream-toned bones. To be honest, I was very much reminded of the store itself, with an exception to our little coffee-bar, there were many elements that I thought would transition well had they been transported across the sea, and found themselves on Broughton street in Savannah. In a non-eerie sense, being there gave me a comfort as if I were back at The Paris Market. Aside from that, each corner had a curiosity to behold: brains and other organs in tall glass jars, diaphragms of animals' anatomy, fossils, whale teeth, and Dinosaur skulls.
Il était chouette!

Bisous,

Reba