Cities, like peole, can have multiple personalities. This is just one face of paris; this is '‘my’' Paris. I wanted to give an '‘emotional’' recollection of it, rather than '‘documentary’'. It is like a journey in an imaginary dimension of the city: here distant corners can stand side by side.
In this journey, the city speaks in her own language of fragmented sentences. You can '‘read’' her as you wish.

B&W, Paris, Landscape