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Part II: Paris

A black and white film journey through Paris and the beaches of Normandy.

Paris is so much to me…a constant source of inspiration, of light study, and beauty. When we stepped off the train from London at Gare de Nord, the smell hit me, that same familiar Parisian smell of coffee and cigarettes, and dusty old books in a garden of roses. The hotel, so quaint, with the Eiffel Tower framed between the walls of the street. We sat in cafes and drank wine, watching the people go about their day, their loves, their minds lost in their own thought. I wonder what they are thinking and have I thought that same thing before? We climbed the stairs of Sacre Coeur, danced with the states at the Louvre, and watched the sunset on Pont Neuf. On a poetic day we found ourselves on a train to Normandy, on a walk through the beaches of Omaha in silence, imagining the horror of war, looking up at the fate of too many. I always love Paris – it’s never goodbye but only I’ll see you soon…. and soon I did.

A black and white film journey through Paris and the beaches of Normandy. A black and white film journey through Paris and the beaches of Normandy.

A black and white film journey through Paris and the beaches of Normandy.

A black and white film journey through Paris and the beaches of Normandy. A black and white film journey through Paris and the beaches of Normandy. A black and white film journey through Paris and the beaches of Normandy. Continue reading…

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Frames from my 8mm home video of Paris~

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Paris & Polaroids

Someone once told me an Art Director at an ad agency convinced the client they had to photograph their ad campaign in Paris because it had the best light in the world. To me, he was right. In the day it is soft and forgiving and at night it glows as if it were wearing the crown jewels. Irving Penn: “The light was the light of Paris as I had imagined it, soft but defining.” It’s no wonder than Paris has been the stage to such great photographers as Henri Cartier-Bresson, Man Ray, Brassai, Robert Doisneau, Eugene Atget, Richard Avedon among countless others I admire and learn from.

It’s Paris week all week on From Me To You~

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Awakened with a Kiss

Awakened with a kiss
“This sculpture by Antonio Canova recreates the moment at which Psyche awakens from her deathly sleep by the kiss of Eros. The dynamic sculpture conveys a deep sense of love, passion and energy as Eros sweeps from the sky to awaken Psyche from her slumber. Psyche throws up her arms elegantly to receive Eros’ kiss.” -Psyche Revived by Cupid’s Kiss by Antonio Canova 1787. Louvre, Paris

Polaroid Land Camera

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