Paris is on My Eyes, My Heart, and My Soul

Sacré-Cœur, Summer 2010, pictures taken by Jessy Ismoyo

There is three things I love about Paris: the wind blows, the chattering sound, and the walk. I took these pictures six years ago, compared to the scenes in Midnight in Paris by Woody Allen, these were nothing. But somehow you can feel the connection. By just looking at it, I could hear the street musician playing violin, I could feel the breeze, I could see how beautiful and magical Paris at noon. You know, memories sometimes fucked you up, and I must admit that it is true. You blend reality and what's left from there. You keep living in between until you leave your feet from the ground. I could not say no more. Ce que je veux dire, I miss Paris. A lot.