The turn of the century. The 1920’s in Paris is an era that has captured my heart. A time where writers flocked to the big city to pursue their work.
If I was able to, I would go back in time and live in Paris during the 1920’s. I would be able to work with one of my favorite author’s, Gertrude Stein. I would be able to sip a glass of wine while I watch jazz bands play, watch the dancers move gracefully across the dance floor, and listen to Cole Porter live.
During the 20’s, the silent era was starting to take off in Hollywood. The silent era is definitely my top favorite when it comes to the movies. And if I was alive during the 20’s, I would fan girl extremely hard if I saw Greta Garbo or Rudolph Valentino. I would be able to meet Man Ray, who to this day is a big influence in my photography.
The 1920’s of Paris is a lost era to me. But it will forever capture my heart no matter where I go. My heart is captured by the city and of the time. Yes, nostalgia is a time in a place for us who are romantic at heart and wish to be in a different time to be happy. But we are always going to daydream about the time and city that we are passionate about.