Monday, February 9, 2015


Just like every winter, we have been excessively spoilt with frosty days enriched with fifty shades of grey. In desperate need for some colours, I recently visited the Parisian Notting Hill.

Located close-by the Gare de Lyon in the 12th district, the tiny street named rue Crémieux carries its visitors away. While visiting this magic hidden treasure, you'll cross carefree kids playing around, some grumpy cats and other curious minds accompanied by their camera.

While taking the pictures, I noticed that my main subjects, especially when it comes to photo series, are hidden courtyards and streets that do not look Parisian at all but rather like lost places in the middle of nowhere, plants and bicycles. Should I conclude that leaving town and moving to the countryside would be more inspiring?