Postcards from Paris
Two things brought me to Paris: Aldous Huxley’s mention of the Sainte-Chapelle and S, especially S. I packed light: a few warm clothes, my Canon, a plastic point-and-shoot, and several rolls of film. Most of the photos are in black and white, fitting, I like to think, for how timeless and familiar Paris felt. Or maybe it was because of S.
Girls Chatting, Paris
Reading by the Seine
Band under the bridge, Paris
15 Rue Lepic, París
Sacré-Cœur from Inside
Sacré-Cœur from Outside
Montparnasse Cemetery I
Montparnasse Cemetery II