Paris Photos: Levitation and Dance by Mickael Jou

16 March 2015

What happens when you merge a dancer with a love for photography? A series of photos that challenges, perplexes and impresses on many levels. Franco-American Mickael Jou, who I had the pleasure of getting to know when he lived in Paris (he is now based in Berlin), is a trained dancer and had developed a habit of dancing ballet and modern dance throughout Paris. As you can imagine, this attracted the curious eyes of tourists and locals who regularly stopped to photograph and film his mini street spectacles. It was upon seeing the photos taken of his freewheeling ways that he considered staging the photos himself. He bought a camera, studied the instruction manual and released what appears to be an innate gift for the art of photography, creating a poetic series of self-portraits that he has collated into a 365 Project he predicts will take the next three years to complete. A sampling of these Paris images are shown below. As much as I love them all, I’m particularly drawn to the mystery of the very last shot. And you? To see more of Mickael’s exceptional series in France and beyond, explore his website, follow him on Instagram and connect to […]…

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Autumn in Paris

2 December 2014

Before we can hold forth about nothing other than bitter temperatures and somber skies, let’s celebrate the balmy autumn we’ve had in Paris this season with a few photos: How has the season been where you live? More highlights on Instagram:…

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Chez Nous with Galaxie Andrews

13 October 2014

It’s been two years since I’ve returned to America. Two years since the officers at Philadelphia International Airport last questioned my residence in France these last eight years, two years since they last stamped my passport and sent me on my way with a steely half smile and a dry ‘welcome home’. Two years is just enough time to feel stripped of nostalgia, of want for what once was. The longer I’m away, the more my life in the States feels obscure; those memories relegated to a part of my mind that feels like it belongs to someone else entirely. For Franco-American photographer Galaxie Andrews, the reverse scenario has shaped her story. Born in France, she called Phoenix home for over fifteen years. When she visited this summer, it had been six years since she felt the French soil beneath her feet or embraced old friends. Her return was momentous and fraught with emotion, much like my visits stateside. The only reason I know Galaxie or the story of her journey ‘home’ is because she reached out to me prior to her trip, hoping to connect when she arrived in Paris. She had seen glimpses of my little life here […]…

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Tangible Travel Memories: Artifact Uprising (+ a Giveaway)

29 January 2014

In an age when our lives are increasingly digitized, people either regard traditional forms of communication as vestiges of a bygone era (aw, letter writing! Landline phone calls!) or attach greater value to them as they become more rare. The same is true for entertainment and even the way we record our experiences. As my days flow from one screen to another and my life becomes ever entwined in the nebulous morass of the internet, I find myself leaning toward the traditional. I don’t read books on a digital device and I don’t send e-greetings – the joy conferred by a handwritten missive simply cannot be replaced by an email or text message. And the more I travel, the more I feel impelled to do something more meaningful with the photos I take than fill virtual space. My Flickr is certainly robust but online collections hardly transport me back to where the photos were taken. Immediate solution: a DIY book of photos. Here’s the rub: most photo books produced from online services look cheap. Plus, they’re typically quite cumbersome and almost always end up relegated to the back of a bookshelf or the nether regions of a coffee table. Thankfully […]…

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Photography on the Road (+ win an ONA bag!)

13 November 2013

Breakfast, lunch or dinner. Bordeaux, Dumbo, Paris and San Sebastian. The two things I’m rarely without, regardless of the time of day or backdrop, are my notebook and my camera. The notebook – sizable since I often feel that pocket-sized pads make for pocket-sized ideas – holds addresses, scribbled descriptions, scenes and passages from a story that may or may not ever see beyond its pages. My camera captures the moments, memories and landscapes that shouldn’t be burdened with words. Add to that my wallet, iPhone, handful of accessories and a second lens and I need something smart to carry it all gracefully. I’ve tested several camera bags, all of them relatively effective but hopelessly unstylish. I spotted ONA bags, specifically the Palma (see top photo), on Pinterest nearly two years and have had it on my must-invest list ever since. I ended up receiving it as a joint family gift for the holidays last year and have worn it faithfully on most of my travels – on the beaches of Basque country, along Amsterdam’s canals, backstage at Paris Fashion Week and to dine in some of Bordeaux’s newest restaurants. The investment has been well-justified and the bag, whose leather […]…

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