Again Barcelona, Again Paris

One thing I tend to do, often, is forget there’s a roll of film in a camera somewhere. So some cameras journey with me from place to place to be eventually finished and developed. What comes out of them, naturally, can be a surprise. I do enjoy this approach even though it can be rather confusing. Because I don’t remember all that well. This roll of film apparently has been to Barcelona as well as Paris at some time, and these are the results.


Paris is one of those cities I’d love to have lived in, but being in such close proximity (a few hours by train), I settled for just visiting as many times as I possibly could. This place is very dear to me, I’ve had some amazing times here, especially just before I emigrated to Canada. Wandering around the city at night, inhaling art, architecture and atmosphere…there’s few places I recall that left me wanting more. Paris, je t'aime.