We’re excited to announce the launch of The Paris Journal.
The Paris Journal has been a multi-year labor of love. There have been a few twists and turns along the way, but we’re thrilled with where it has finally taken us.
When we launched the app last year (all photos and video), we watched how people engaged with it. More often than not, they’d quickly flip through the photos and miss the auto-play videos entirely. We had created a linear, visual story from morning to night, but people didn’t interact with it in a linear fashion. They scrolled around haphazardly like they would on Instagram or Pinterest. They enjoyed the photos, but missed the story. And since the story was the whole point of the project, we went back to the drawing board.
We realized that to control the pace, we needed a narrative. We didn’t want prescriptive text or guide book-style entries, so we ultimately settled on a journal, which was more immersive and a hell of a lot of fun. Given that both Nichole and I are writers, it’s a little embarrassing that it took us so long to figure this out. But hindsight is 20/20 and sometimes you have to experiment.
All that said, we love the book, and know you’ll have a lot of fun reading it. It includes a few photos from the original app, a ton of new photos, and a 12,000 word narrative.The book will be available as an ebook and print book, and we’ll have signed copies available in the shop soon.
Stay tuned for more details, and sign up for our newsletter to receive the first two chapters for free on Tuesday!
THE PARIS JOURNAL, LAUNCHING APRIL 29
“Cheese shops are like adult video stores. Row after row of subtle spins on the same intoxicating subject. In this case, you know, cheese. The options make my heart race: Bloomy, washed, sweet, creamy, tangy, shapely.
The cheesemonger grins. He knows.
He knows I’m a sad, twisted cheese junky. I stand absolutely still to hide my desire. But if I had a tail it would be wagging. Then I spot a perfect pyramide cendrée perched on a stack of crottins. The King of the Hill and his little soldiers, too. Oh, your majesty…”
Escape to the streets of Paris for a day-long romp. Through a series of humorous journal entries and photos, an American traveler chronicles a day on the islands in the center of Paris – the Île Saint-Louis and Ile de la Cité. She narrowly escapes dropping 50 Euro at the flower market for a potted plant she can’t take on a plane, debates public make out sessions with the King of France, pulls a Jean Valjean and swipes a basket of bread, and witnesses a love-at-first-sight moment between two dogs.
The Paris Journal brings the city, its people and apparently its former Kings to life.
Written by Evan Robertson and Nichole Robertson
Photography by Nichole Robertson