Le bon Dieu est dans le détail

Waiting for Paris

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The streets of Paris swallowed me with their rhythm, crazily intense at some points and loose in others. I walked for hours, even seemingly on the same street, which would go through several transformations during the travel. The amount of life occuring on the streets and the speed of impressions filling my senses resulted in an overwhelmed overall experience rather than a calm observation.

I used drawing as breathing between long sentences of walking. The intimacy of details and small, close observations both opposes and fulfills the ungraspable scale and contents of the city.