One day in Paris is not enough, but that’s all I had. The city is beautiful and overwhelming. French architecture stands as a witness to the genius minds of grand tradition meant to last through the ages. However, it was the people of Paris that fascinated me, fun, friendly, aggressive and rude. I could see stories in their eyes, in their faces. I took pictures of the places, but, the people in the places were just as interesting–perhaps more so. They all have stories. I tried to capture them, in the moment, as many as I could, as fast as I could. The places will last, the people in motion, their stories changing, these photographs holding them for just a moment.
Amidst the plenty of Paris, an old woman begs for alms.
Playing in the sand outside the Palace of Versailles
A wandering child returns as his mother waits patiently just outside Paris.
A woman rests from her burdens.
This man has a special relationship with pigeons.
A young man smiles at life in Paris.
Profound decisions pondered on the stone steps of the Château du Louvre.
Getting around Paris takes patience and a cool European shoulder bag.
Anticipation–just before the kiss.
Years written on her face, an old woman watches with anticipation.
Vespa–maybe the best way to see the city.
Crossing a Parisian street may create anxiety, concern and possibly anger.
The stonework of Paris provides the perfect spot for lunch.
Bonne créme glacée.
A Parisian minstrel captivates with the accordion.
A young boy plays on a Parisian fountain.
A Parisian man takes a smoke break.
What’s for lunch? In Paris, it may be all about the food.
They're Calling To Me 