London3.jpg London has always been a city I love.

So close to Paris, and yet so different. The pubs, the theatres district, its fashion, its population, its landscape... London is charming. Noisy. Full of people holding a coffee in one hand, a bag in the other, and running into one of the Tube station, looking down the pavement. But its also the street artists in Covent Garden and Camden Market.

I remember one night when I was fifteen, I went by Leicester Square, on my way to meet with friends. But there was this guitar player, singing on the place, in front of the Odeon Cinema. After 5 minutes in total hypnosis, I finally sat down on the floor... which lead about 10 other people to follow me. We instinctly formed a circle around this guitar player for half an hour, until he finished his "gig" under applauzes. I would have never done that in Paris. Why? I guess London has some kind of intimacy, where you feel comfortable to smile back at strangers, or engage conversation with your neighbour in a café. Naturally.


Cannes - Mandelieu la Napoule - February 2009

Theoule_Sur_Mer.jpg A short week-end on the French Riviera to meet up with my friends Sophie, and Francis, while relaxing from work. I was already planning to move down there, but this short stay, totally convinced me! Mandelieu6.jpg Here, you encounter with the delicate azur seawater, the sun shines where everywhere else the rain pours. Remainers of the past share the coast with luxury hotels on the seafront. On sundays, people seem to have the same meeting point: coffee shops, ice-creams, restaurants facing the Mediterranean sea. Enjoying some relaxing time in family, or friends, and letting themself warming up by the sun. Iako.jpg Baie_de_Cannes.jpg Crique_Theoule2.jpg Mandelieu5.jpg