life's snapshots

The last days I've struggled, with all my power, not to fall in the despair that surrounds me. Regardless of what happens in the world, in your country, with your government, at work, on the way home, I've realized that one has the choice to be thankful and to try to make the best of his life or... not. Don't mistake this kind of attitude with naivety, futility or ignorance. It has nothing to do with that.

"Life is an opportunity, benefit from it. Life is beauty, admire it. Life is bliss, taste it. Life is a dream, realize it. Life is a challenge, meet it. Life is a duty, complete it. Life is a game, play it. Life is a promise, fulfill it. Life is sorrow, overcome it. Life is a song, sing it. Life is a struggle, accept it. Life is a tragedy, confront it. Life is an adventure, dare it. Life is luck, make it. Life is too precious, do not destroy it. Life is life, fight for it." - Mother Teresa

l’amor avec Françoise

Nikon D80 | 1/60 seconds | f 4.0 | ISO 320 | 50 mm
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Nikon D80 | 1/60 seconds | f 5.6 | ISO 1250 | 40 mm
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Nikon D80 | 1/10 seconds | f 3.2 | ISO 320 | 50 mm
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Nikon D80 | 1/10 seconds | f 2.5 | ISO 320 | 50 mm
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Nikon D80 | 1/100 seconds | f 3.5 | ISO 640 | 50 mm
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… when I arrived at the Palace Royale she was standing bashfully in a corner, looking gorgeous but so natural at the same time. I had seen her before, but never laying naked on the scene, alone, and never so close to really get to touch her. at his sign she was invited to dance with the lyrics… what a stature, what smooth skin, what silky hair and what beautiful neck… she seemed twice alive like a woman in love. but above all she was the goddess of the night. I myself, like everyone around us, was mesmerized with her worm, peaceful voice…her name is, as I was going to find out later from the lips of her lover, Françoise...