The songs are great inspiration. They can make you feel sad, they can make you cry. They can make an artist from you. They can tell you who you wanna be and how you'd like to live. They're your guide through live and tell you what to do.
That's why people always write in a "hobby" box: music.
Seine and its people.
People of Paris, People of France.
You can easily recognize them as they pass by you, hurrying, not admiring the unique atmosphere of the city.
They are always crossing the street on the red light, they are always pushing you in metro queues.
They have headphones on their ears, because they don't want to hear you.
They run and they don't admit that they sleep at night.
They work hard. They really do work hard. You won't see them never again. They are gone so easily.
Too easily.
Combination of all-time favourite characters? Possible. Monet. Freddie Mercury. The cabinet of my inspirations and all that garbage I produce in pursue of realizing some psychodelic and unreal visions. Or mild, cliche landscapes, why not?
Claude Monet, Le déjeuner sur l'herbe