Back to the roots in Belleville

I walked down the streets I used to walk everyday to go to school – Read “Il faut se mefier des mots” on the familiar building thinking – how many times before had I walked by these words and read them out loud in my head as a teenager? They made sense then, they make [...]

Paris mon amour…

I escaped a few days over the week-end to my home town Paris. I love this city and never spend long enough to my liking. The minute we get off the TGV everything turns into a carefully timed operation: so many places to be so many people to visit! Everything gets squeezed in, the [...]

Le ballon rouge

I have a special crush for this film.
I am 4 years old standing on the balcony of my parents flat in Belleville (Paris). Admiring my gigantic red balloon that my father gave me. ” attention qu’il ne s’envole pas…” were his words but it was too late, the balloon [...]