This is as far as I can go back with pictures from Paris. I had their been earlier, briefly, but without camera. This one excursion, in the spring 1990, is special, though, for many reasons. One of them is that, usually, when I shot film with an SLR, the rule of thump was that 2-3 of the 36 images were keepers.
This weekend was different, because I had only brought a single roll of 24 images, and not my SLR, but just the little Olympus XA pocket camera that I still have sitting around somewhere. I guess the light and rain of early spring helped.
Another reason is that these were inspiring days, spent with thoughts about here and elsewhere, which has become a theme in my life.
A time to reflect on oneself
and each other, and on time running by,
and at night, at sleep, während die Ordner der Welt geschäftig sind.
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Wow, that’s a very interesting perspective. Paris has always been a beautiful city, but it nevertheless changed a lot in the last years. I hope even after the tragedy, it will keep its special flair 🙂