Dans les plis sinueux des vieilles capitales
Ou tout, meme l’horreur, tourne aux enchantements
Je guette, obeissant mes humeurs fatales
Des tres singuliers, decrepits et charmants
Charles Baudelaire (Les petites vieilles).
I really enjoyed the flavor of your work. It captures the essence of the area you live in, it’s an experiance of your culture rather than just photos of places n faces. I can say I almost know everyone in your photos now.
I really enjoyed the flavor of your work. It captures the essence of the area you live in, it’s an experiance of your culture rather than just photos of places n faces. I can say I almost know everyone in your photos now.
Thanks.
Paul ROn, NYC