Hello Paris #3 - Cosmic Ghetto
Run away from parties to see the sunrise
May 31st, 2017
Liza Ostanina
Every time you miss the place - you really miss the feeling. You capture it, re-watch it, and make it play in your head like a VHS tape, over and over until the film gets scratched - and you throw it away, broken. Hello, Paris.
Every place has its own magic, personalities and brings you different feelings. The wall can say more than a person - it has its own stories, old, crazy, exciting.
“Au clair de lune
la porte du temple
s'ouvre vers l'intérieur” - Takada Masako
It can be fashion, it can be art, it can be me who keep you sleepless. It can be words you've read on the wall, Playboi Carti song playing from Toyota window or the way the moon lighten Louvre pyramid, something that stays with you forever and makes it a part of you. You are every memory you ever saved. Take a deep breath, and live through.
“Dans les brumes de l’anethésie -
à la fenêtre
la lune en plein jour” - Sumitaku Kenshin
The world goes on fire and you just a spectator.