Paris is a poem. There is something difficult to explain, always floating in the air of Paris. Captivating, nostalgic, beautiful and sad. Something deeply powerful that arouses feelings and emotions when visiting this city for the first time, and the second, and the third. Maybe Paris has a soul. Maybe Paris has something there isn't anywhere else.
A cliché of beauty, but what a wonderful one. If you are in love with the city of love, then you don't care that almost everyone loves it. You find, desperately, things that will bring back memories of your times in Paris, because it will bring back emotions, and emotions make you feel alive. I hope that they will come back, all, after seeing this image. I hope you feel alive.
Black and white picture taken from the banks of the Seine River. The iron lady that the world knows as Eiffel Tower stands pristine in the horizon. A boat with the statue of liberty is present in the wanderlust scene.
I'm Argentinian but I live in Lyon, France. I am a graphic designer, photographer and traveler. Passionate about cycling, nature, the simple little moments in life. Photography above all, taught me to be conscious, to open my eyes, to get out of the.. Read more…