More than a year ago I visited New York. I kept a very detailed travel journal and I would post pictures and some text on a daily basis to my blog. Then I accidentally broke the old blog and everything was gone. But, the notebook in all its analogue glory remains and so do many
Taken in the summers of 2004 and 2005. SaveSave
I wish we could spend July by the sea, browning ourselves and feeling water-weighted hair flow behind us from a dive. I wish our gravest concerns were the summer gnats. I wish we were hungry for hot dogs and dopes, and it would be nice to smell the starch of summer linens and the faint odor of talc in blistering summer bath houses… We could lie in long citoneuse beams of the five o’clock sun on the plage at Juan-les-Pins and hear the sound of the drum and piano being scooped out to sea by the waves.
Days at the beach through a single-use underwater camera.
Impressions from an island in the sun.
All I need is that little bay with the crystal clear water, a good book, some sun on my skin and a cab fare to the old town to get lost in its labyrinthine alleys in the evenings.
“Architecture is able to make great play with contrasts, to harmonize simple elements with complex ones and small with great, to blend the forcible with the graceful.” “Reinforced concrete provides a solution – a revolution of the scheme of things.” “And when man finds himself alone in vast empty spaces he grows dishearted. We must
Au revoir, Paris. It was a pleasure.