Here is my pretty good outcome of black and white film-pictures from my time in Paris. Surprisingly I had a very good hit ratio. Shortly after those pictures were taken, Paris was attacked by crazy assholes. I was scared for the lifes of my collegues and friends in this crazy city. These pictures are a small but honest representation of what I like to remember Paris to be like: Fragile, beautiful, yet indestructable, big and generally life loving. The french stay strong. L’amour court les rues.
All were shot with my lovely Ricoh GR1s, wich I will also have some thoughts about written down soon.