“I’ve seen you, beauty, and you belong to me now, whoever you are waiting for and if I never see you again, I thought. You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil.”
Ah! Paris, mon grand amour.
After two exhausting weeks I am glad to say that I am finding my way again. Today I want to talk about things which are very important to me. Personally, I feel that Art is not only a mere subject in which we use to express ourselves, but it is a way of survival. What would life be without Art? The beauty of all things would not exist, and human beings would live a dull and monotonous life.
In this photographic series, Raphaël Année captures the spirit of a melancholic new generation.
For many years I have dreamed of Paris, for it is a city where Art is as vivid as the air we breathe. However, we as humans have the gift for destruction – to which Picasso says is also a form of Art – and that clear sense of Art slowly began to fade, but it still exists for those who look.
amanda. 7.46pm