The picture below is one I took while in Paris a few years back. I had just been thinking to myself, Oh no, I’m trapped in tourist perdition! Without going anywhere else, I just started to look through my lens, seeing if there was something I was missing. The hulk of steel above me, seemingly ready to collapse at any moment into a flood of kitschy miniatures of itself, because a source of contemplation and repose. In thinking of the question What should we make?, I can’t help but go straight to another, related question: How should we see?