It was a sunny October morning in Paris, I woke up to the letters staring back from the portfolio calling my name Haris.

I had the pleasure of spending the beautiful day, in the company of an eloquent American gentleman who unlocked the secrets of stunning Le Marais.

We spent a few hours pitching at galleries and concluded with relishing the finest French onion soup, On the left side of the brain it felt like a coup.

Later I made my way to hear the bells of that particular building that makes the heart swell, Thinking maybe one day this is where I shall dwell.

Reaching the Ponte de Change, the dark twilight sky looked bitter. However, it served as a contrasting backdrop for the lights of the Conciergerie that made the Seine glitter. A sense of excitement entered my body with a playful jitter.

I had just witnessed God and man’s judgment head to head. I knew it was not yet time to go to bed.

Suddenly, in the distant, that famous tower started to gleam. I turned around and saw an enormous version of the previously painted Tiffany necklace beam.

This was the realization of my Boxed Notre Dame Parisian Dream!!

Pre-packaged Religion Series
c. 2021
Oil on gallery-wrapped canvas
40 x 30 x 1.5 in.