#Sacred Heart of Montmartre

[emaadsidiki]

Laffitte Street, Paris. 😎

[famousinuniverse]

Montmartre, Paris, France: Montmartre is a large hill in Paris's northern 18th arrondissement. It is 130 m high and gives its name to the surrounding district, part of the Right Bank. Montmartre is primarily known for its artistic history, for the white-domed Basilica of the Sacré-Cœur on its summit, and as a nightclub district. Wikipedia

[wgm-beautiful-world]

Basilique du Sacré-Cœur de Montmartre à PARIS

[thepictorialist]

Basilique du Sacré-Cœur de Montmartre—Paris, France 2016

[northameicanblog]

Balata Cathedral, Fort-de-France, Martinique, France: The Church of the Sacred Heart of Balata is a church located in Fort-de-France, in the department of Martinique, in France. Also called the "Martinique Montmartre", the monument is largely and freely inspired by the Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Paris. However, notable differences appear such as the proportions of the building. The Foyalais building would largely take up space in the Parisian church. It is five times smaller. Wikipédia

[travelingare]

📍Montmartre,Paris,France. The Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Paris.🇫🇷⛪️

📸@world_walkerz

[athenaderiva]

Tattoo Artist Pt2

Laurent Leclaire x F!Reader

Around 1000 words

Part one here

Thank you to @winniethewife for some aid with dialogue

You pace in your flat nervously an hour before you’re supposed to meet Laurent. You stop in front of your mirror for the eighteenth time to stare at your outfit. Jeans, band tee, leather jacket, vans. You look at your phone and curse, realising if you don’t leave now you’ll be late. One last application of lip balm and your feet carry you out the door to your favourite coffee shop. Laurent waves you over to his booth and you smile, the nerves dissipating almost immediately.

You slide into the booth across from him.

“I’m glad you messaged me.” His warm voice consumes you. “I took a chance on that business card, and I’m -“

“I know.” You say with a small smile as the waitress comes and refills his coffee pot. He thanks her before returning his attention to you. “I’m glad I did too.” You say, his eyes gazing into yours and you feel so much more alive than you did twenty minutes ago in your flat. He picks up the coffee pot and pours you a cup. You add a splash of milk and a sugar cube, watching him as he supplied his black coffee without sugar.

“Oh, you like it as sweet as you are.” He says with a cheeky smile.

The date goes better than you expected. You laugh together, drinking way more cups of coffee than you should. You don’t think you’ve ever felt so light.

Within a month, you and Laurent have been for five different coffees in five different shops after five tattoos. Each one has been more and more discounted, much to Camilo’s annoyance. The one constant is Laurent never lets you pay for the coffee.

He smiles at you over your sixth cup in your sixth shop after your sixth tattoo. His hand is wrapped around yours and you feel warmth spreading from where he’s touching your skin.

“Why don’t you ever let me pay?” You ask and he chuckles.

“How could I ever let someone as beautiful as you pay? Pieces of art don’t pay for anything.” He says and you blush. It’s the same every time he compliments you.

“I’m only a piece of art because of your drawings.” You say quickly. He chuckles, shaking his head.

“No. The first moment I saw you sat there nervously waiting, I knew you were the most beautiful piece of art I’d ever seen. And now? You’re somehow even more beautiful.” He says, his thumb brushing your knuckles. You look up at him and he smiles in a way you’ve grown to adore.

“This past month has been so wonderful, Laurent,” you say and his smile widens.

“I agree. That’s why I wanted to ask you something.” You pause, putting your cup down and he takes your hands both into his own. “I know it’s only been a month, but I really adore you. You’re kind, and smart, and funny, and so beautiful. I was wondering if you would want to officially be my girl.” You pause for a moment, processing his words.

“Yes.” You whisper. He grins and surges toward you, leaning over the table to capture your lips with his own. “Your girl.” You whisper against his lips and he all but groans. You wonder what it would be like to hear- you cut off your thoughts as you kiss him back gently. You can feel him smiling against your lips before you break the kiss.

“My girl.” He repeats, as though he’s savouring the way the words taste in his mouth. He grins like a boy who just discovered how it feels to get dirty for the first time. “Shall we?” He asks, standing up and offering you his arm, having paid already despite your protests. You loop your arm through his and the two of you leave the cafe, wandering through the streets of Paris as though it was your city.

You find your way to Montmartre, the village that his tattoo shop is set up in. You sigh as you arrive at the Sacre-Coeur, the church of sacred heart. “I love the view from up here,” you say as you look down the steps that you had climbed to look over the village.

Laurent is staring at you when he replies, “me too.” He shakes his head, clearing his thoughts as he turns to gaze over the village. You look at him and smile, gazing at his side profile. “I used to want to be a painter.” Laurent says absent-mindedly. You turn back to gaze at the village as the two of you sit down at the top of the stairs.

“What stopped you?”

“Not as many hot women.” He jokes and you chuckle, tucking your hair behind your ears. “Being a tattooist meant I could paint and be social with a bunch of people and find out about their lives. I like that.” He says with a smile.

You place your hand on the ground between you as the sun begins to set.

He rests his hand on yours.

“Do you know what the French would say about a view like this?” You ask and he looks at you with an eyebrow raised.

“What?”

“I was asking you!” You reply, nudging his shoulder with yours. He chuckles, shaking his head.

“They would say it’s beautiful, but not as beautiful as you.” You blush and he smiles.

In the pink, orange and purple hues of the sunset, your eyes almost seem to have an otherworldly glow. Laurent knows he’ll never recover from the sight.

[nancypullen]

Montmartre

How do I describe Montmartre? It sits high above Paris and has been home to the greatest creative minds in history at one time or another. From Renoir to F. Scott Fitzgerald, they all gathered here to celebrate a bohemian lifestyle and feed their creative juices. Artists, writers, dancers, prostitutes, pretty much anyone who wanted to escape came here and they were welcomed. After a long period of wars, famine, and general misery two Parisians in exile, Hubert Rohault de Fleury and Alexandre Legentil, promised to build a new church if God saved France. Apparently he did, and the big, beautiful Sacré-Cœur (Sacred Heart) was built smack dab in the middle of all the heathens.

At first they thought, "there goes the neighborhood", but then they just kept right on doing their thing and Sacré-Cœur did its thing. How's that for an incredibly brief summary? We love it here. There's music, art, wonderful food, beautiful shops, and the vibe doesn't seem to have changed over all those centuries. Street after street you'll find artists plying their trade. Want a quick sketch of your own face? You can stand right in the street and have it done in minutes. I didn't. Why would I want my face?

Mickey was busy snapping away with his camera so I pursued my hobby which is helping the local economy. THis lovely shp sold locally made olive oil soap with every fragrance you can imagine.

Those baskets at the doors hold bags of dried lavender that smelled wonderful. 5 euros for 3 bags! The gentleman running the store said they had a huge summer harvest.

This post is a bit of a mess, somewhat disjointed, but it's late and I just want to get it done - so pardon me if I jump around.

We stopped in at a place we remembered from our last visit, The Museum of Montmartre, a wonderful collection of paintings throughout the history of the village by names I recognize and some I don't.

That building is separated by a garden from a second building, all parts of the museum. The garden is quite famous...

I told Mickey to get on the swing and look, but this was the best he could do.

It's a really peaceful and lovely spot.

From these gardens you can look out at parts of Montmartre that are humming along as they always have. Look at this little vineyard!

Down at the bottom of that vineyard is a coral colored building, called Lapin Agile.

The Cabaret du Lapin Agile was a favorite spot for chansonniers poets (singer/songwriters) and artists to meet. Carco, Apollinaire, Courteline, Max Jacob, Renoir, Utrillo, Modigliani, Braque, and Picasso were mentioned as regulars. In 1875 the painter Andre' Gill painted a sign showing a rabbit jumping out of a pot, "The Rabbit of Gill" ( le Lapin a Gill). It was transformed into the then natural"Agile Rabbit" (le Lapin Agile). Anyyywayyyy, The Cabaret du Lapin Agile is the last operating artistic cabaret.

I'd like that framed for my kitchen.

We continued our pleasant stroll around Montmartre, enjoying the music that drifted down each street. Check out that mural of Toulouse-Lautrec, famous for his paintings and posters of the Moulin Rouge.

I'm going to fast forward this. We'd eaten a light brunch today so we stopped for dinner earlier than usual, around 5:30. We ate at Le Grenier and it was delicious. MIckey was craving beef bourguignon and was happy to see it on the menu.

My salad with roasted goat cheese on toasted baguette slices was out of this world. The vegetables here always taste like they went out back and plucked them from the garden. A light drizzle of balsamic made it perfect.

A bit later , as the sun set, we were glad we'd eaten early because the cafes and restaurants filled up quickly.

Yeah, my night time photography stinks. We sat and listened to this guy for a few minutes because A) he was entertaining ad B) I was tired.

After that, Mickey took a few more photos of spots that he wanted to snap at night and we headed down the hill to catch the metro back to our apartment. We made just one quick stop at our favorite macaron store for a treat. Delicious!

And that, my friends, is a wrap on this day. We had waffled on whether o not we wanted to visit Versailles tomorrow and it looks like we may not have the time. Dare I say next time? Good reason to come back, right? The only tickets still available are for 2pm and later and Versailles is sort of an all day thing. We wouldn't want to rush. So, thankfully there are a million other options here in beautiful Paris, and we can play it by ear. C'est la vie! I'm off to bed to dream sweet dreams. I hope you do the same. Sending out loads of love tonight. Until tomorrow - stay safe, stay well. XOXO, Nancy

[flokive]

left paris behind me and i cannot stop thinking about namjoon and paris and him walking the streets of montmartre with a beatdown paperback in his back pockets wearing an oversized, chocolate brown leather jacket and a fitting espresso brown jumper, having a glass of red wine (a bourgogne, probably, definitely) at a french bistro either tucked away in one of the tiny streets behind the sacre cœur or maybe somewhere around the louvre. with an somewhat elderly french lady serving him (he might be a regular and he’d never have to tell her what he wants to eat because the lady will serve him something else anyway so after a while he just resorted to smiling softly and getting seated at his usual spot), and calling him joon with a thick french accent. namjoon, being the man that he is, would probably have picked up some french words and sentences along the way so he could have a simple conversation with the bistro lady and the barista’s at the local cafe’s he frequented. namjoon, a man of not that many words but being a person who has a lot to say, would often than not be spotted on the steps under the sacre cœur, writing in his burgundy notebook. essays or poems or just lines that would appear in his head that had no way of leaving his mind until he had scribbled them on the cream paper of said notebook. namjoon, who would fill his free hours visiting either the louvre where he would sit opposite some of the lesser known works, just watching the dried paint and the people giving those a fleeting look on their way to the mona lisa for hours. a few of the evening security guards would probably know him by name, secretly offering him a cup of coffee when it would be nearing closing time. namjoon who, on days where he wasn’t visiting the museum or montmartre, would be strolling through the jardin du luxembourg or along the seine with what would probably be his fifth cup of coffee of the day, thinking of anything and everything and letting his mind wander any which way. namjoon, who would fit paris so perfectly well, it makes my heart ache with a weird form of homesickness.

[ukdamo]

The Steps of Montmartre

Alex Grant

      – after Brassai’s 1936 photograph

On the steps of Sacre Coeur    Cathedral, in that same winter       when junge leute filled Bavarian

beer-gardens, ten years before    Adorno proclaimed that there       could be no art after Auschwitz,

Brassai captured his flawless    image. Through the tunnel       formed by the parting trees,

battalions of lamp-posts advance    and retreat in the morning mizzle,       clamp chain-link handrails hard into sunwashed cobbles. In less    than a year, the corpseless heads       on Nanking’s walls will coalesce

with Guernica’s ruined heart, mal    du siècle will become Weltschmerz,       and the irresistible symmetry of a million clacking bootheels    will deafen half a continent.       The red brush never dries - adagio leads finally to fugue,    haiku to satori, and the image       fixed in silver to remembering.

[mkm-blog-travel]

Paris Travel

The place dreamed of by most couples, the city of love and much more than what they have told you.

Let yourself be attracted by its magnificent monuments, its historic streets and its great magic in romanticism.

Anecdotes:

-When we arrived in Paris we were trying excellent restaurants and especially a place of classic and original macarons

-We were having a picnic in the parks of the Eiffel Tower, we watched the night and enjoyed the Camps Elysse.

-We were in Paris from April to May, it is a recommended date because the weather was very pleasant

-We were walking through Montmartre, the most artistic neighborhood in Paris, when we saw many artists painting live in the streets.

-We were visiting one of the oldest and most impressive Gothic cathedrals, Notre Dame and we took many photos to remember that beautiful day.

-We were taking a cruise on the Seine River and we really enjoyed the wonderful view of the city.

What should we bring?

You should wear perfume, very fashionable and a little elegant clothes, umbrellas and a camera for the incredible photos

Activities you can do

-You could climb to the top of the Eiffel Tower and enjoy the views from the top of the most beautiful monument in Paris.

-You should start the day on the Champs-Elysées, enjoying a walk along “the most beautiful avenue in the world.”

-You shouldn't miss the Louvre Museum and Get up close and personal with the Mona Lisa!

-You should visit the Notre-Dame cathedral and Pay your respects to Our Lady of Paris.

-You could attend a show at the Paris Opera, a concert at the Olympia tatro or a ballet at the Moulin Rouge.

-You should visit the Sacred Heart Basilica, it offers wonderful views of the city and is a popular place to watch the sunset.

The Louvre Museum

Recommendations for sustainable tourism.

-You should choose an ecological hotel with sustainable practices that use renewable energy, ecological products and save water.

-Move green in Paris. You should use the subway, bus, tram or light rail: economical and ecological!

-Cycle through Paris. You should rent a bike and enjoy the city while exercising.

-Taste Paris with local products. You could enjoy restaurants that use fresh and seasonal ingredients, supporting the local economy.

-Volunteer in Paris! You could help the local community and make a difference. There are many organizations that need you.

You should take care of the places you visit. Don't vote trash and respect the environment.

Reviews

-I was walking around Paris, admiring the architecture and visiting monuments like the Eiffel Tower and the Louvre. It was a wonderful experience

-I took the tour of the Seine River at sunset and while I was having dinner I was able to see the Eiffel Tower light up. I recommend you do this tour.

-I was visiting museums like the Louvre and learned about French history and culture.

-I was touring the city on public transportation but it was very slow and there were a lot of people

-I couldn't enjoy the city because it rained very hard on the days I was visiting the city.

-I traveled to Paris with my family and my children enjoyed all the places we visited. It was a very nice experience

[emaadsidiki]

Streets of Paris 😎

[famousinuniverse]

Sacré-Cœur, Paris, France: The Basilica of Sacré Coeur de Montmartre, commonly known as Sacré-Cœur Basilica and often simply Sacré-Cœur, is a Roman Catholic church and minor basilica in Paris dedicated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus. Wikipedia

[wgm-beautiful-world]

La Basilique du Sacré Coeur de Montmartre à Paris, FRANCE

[richwall101]

The Sacre Coeur over the rooftops of Paris

The Basilica of Sacré Coeur de Montmartre (Sacred Heart of Montmartre), commonly known as Sacré-Cœur Basilica and often simply Sacré-Cœur, is a Roman Catholic church and minor basilica in Paris, France, dedicated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus. It was formally approved as a national historic monument by the National Commission of Patrimony and Architecture on December 8, 2022. The basilica was designed by Paul Abadie, whose Neo-Byzantine-Romanesque plan was selected from among seventy-seven proposals. Construction began in 1875 and continued for forty years under five different architects. Completed in 1914, the basilica was formally consecrated in 1919 after World War

[juphanie]

The Basilica of Sacré Coeur de Montmartre, commonly known as Sacré-Cœur Basilica and often simply Sacré-Cœur, is a Roman Catholic church and minor basilica in Paris, France, dedicated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus.