That Sunday morning, I was sorting the mess in my photographic archives on my hard disk, when I found back this set : Filles perdues, cheveux gras. End of 2002 or 2003, one of my friends, Alexandre, was directing an adaptation from the movie of the same name. I was invited for the opening, I kept a very good memory of this play. It was indeed, a great success.
Few months ago, I posted here some thoughts and photographs about France, my own country, seen with the eyes of the one living abroad (see here). This second episode bring us in the coastal areas of Atlantic and Corsica.
While I was observing and looking for my next photographs, I noticed one lady wearing black and elegant clothes and glasses. She had finished her noodles and she was quietly observing the people around. I loved that feeling, forgetting about the surroundings, she could be in Deauville looking at the ocean.
It was a Sunday morning when I met Mr. Chen. The day started in a freezing breeze at 6:00, I had first an appointment with another fellow photographer through some infamous connections. The light was as soft as a winter sunrise. We walked around, found some very interesting spot and did few encounters. Weekend mornings are always an interesting time to be awaken and out of the bed, people looks different ! It is certainly with getting up.
I shoot photography in the streets and It has been like that since I own a camera; but I have never done street photography, I mean the real street photography. This post is the story of a first attempt…
I wish I had a large format camera and some hours to spend under these European spring lights. It was in Germany, Dusseldorf and I had no time, no large format but at least my beloved small Rollei35 – This gem-of-a-camera is even good at landscapes !