March 2004
not remembering feb 21st
Without shame, I return to my former days of apathy and indulgence of the vice. Sometimes it feels like two steps forward and three steps back with my lifestyle. One minute I am talking about how much I love yoga all while abusing my body with all the wonderful vices that paris has to offer. My host and I had a very early morning debate on the contradictions of life and its various addictions. although we both agree on much and our styles seem vastly different, the seed of self destruction exist in the both of us. […]
to mourn in city of love
i went to paris’s most famous cementary to mourn the passing of much in the last year.
24 hours too long
_before the great one _shooting the great one _marriage by the great one _abandoning the great one _return of the fetish
first 24 hours
_the typical first meal in a french bachelor pad _much can be seen in this corner of my host’s personality _the first of many adventures with the stair well _the first stop, the cafe where amelie work. the first of many steps of worship. _mr vp should have been a rock star _encounters in the metro of life _yes, the light is green for me. _what many single men do in this city
February 2004
more photography in due time
i am almost in a state of denial that i will be parting for my long lost beloved city in a mere couple of days. in the land of my most painful young adult life travel stories, i shall return to surrender all of my nightmares. it will be during these times, that i shall not leave the camera in it’s lonely dark home. scenes will be captured, french will be stammered, love will be found again. i am still debating if i should carry all prime lens or not. it’s funny how i am suppose to […]
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