Under the Iron Giant: A Different View of Paris

There’s something almost humbling about standing beneath the Eiffel Tower. Not looking at it from across the river, not taking in the skyline — but standing right under its ribs, where the world narrows into steel patterns and sweeping arches.

This photo captures one of my favorite perspectives: the view from below, where the details become the story. The iron lattice, the dizzying symmetry, the sense of lift and weight all at once. From this angle, the Eiffel Tower stops being a postcard and becomes a living piece of architecture — bold, intricate, and far more massive than we tend to remember.

What struck me most in this moment was how the Tower feels both delicate and powerful. The lace-like metalwork looks almost fragile, but it holds up thousands of tons with effortless grace. It’s industrial poetry, a masterpiece of geometry and engineering that somehow still feels romantic.

Looking up at it is a reminder that beauty isn’t always soft or subtle. Sometimes it’s made of bolts and beams, built from ambition and imagination. Sometimes beauty towers over you.

This photo is my attempt to capture that feeling — the awe, the scale, the unexpected intimacy of standing under one of the world’s most photographed landmarks and seeing it with new eyes.

Here’s to looking up, literally and figuratively.