Paris

I saw the Annie Leibowitz show at the Maison Europénne de la Photographie, and it spoke to me on a more emotional level. I love feeling the tacit understanding between her and the people she photographs.

Mick and a lady

Paris was seductive and too brief. I spent most of my time walking around the Marais, got to stay in a rooftop apartment from heaven, hung out with Solène from Portland in overpriced clubs with bad music and also great bars with great people, and had some very inspiring lunches (company-wise and food-wise).

Sorry for the weird scanning issues, I have no control over it right now!

rue Dorian

Marais

Self-portrait looking through the agnes b. gallery which was mysteriously closed that day

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