He was a sort of strolling dandy, a work-shunning poet, who ambled through the city, lingering in the arcades, lolling on benches and making observations.
Some of the most extreme flâneurs used to take a tortoise on their walks, because they liked to let the tortoise set the pace.
We can be a modern-day flâneur in our own town: just set out from your front door and make a deliberate attempt to walk slowly.
It will seem unnatural at first, but that is only because we are starting to overcome years of A-to-B speed-walking conditioning.
Soon the slower pace will become more habitual and you will take great pleasure in the world of limitless wonder that ambling opens up to us.
Of course having your camera on hand is an added bonus!
“But the beauty is in the walking -- we are betrayed by destinations.”
~~ Gwyn Thomas
“Now shall I walk or shall I ride?
'Ride,' Pleasure said;
'Walk,' Joy replied.”
~~ W.H. Davies
|Fountain near the Sydney Art Gallery|
|Mural painted on a house in Surry Hills, Sydney|
|Juneau, Alaska we came across two husky dogs while walking around the town. - May 2013|