What the eye sees
All posts filed under: Paris
Printemps
I have been waiting for these days my entire life: It is spring, I am in Paris and there is someone I love.
Flâner /flɑne/
In a process of acquiring a new language, vocabulary boils down to three main categories: words that mind erases completely by the time we close the books and leave the writing table. words that stick to the top of the tongue, playfully chaffing our memory, […]
Trocadero
This is a collection of several shots I have taken around Trocadero in a wonderful January afternoon.
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