I want to dedicate this blog to my friend’s mom. My friend’s mom passed away recently. I met her once. She was a cool mom.
Oh man, I loved living in Paris. Above is a cartoon I did when I lived there. This is the cartoon of me on the never-ending metro. It seems I was on the Metro all the time. It was actually a great way to get around Paris. I miss those days. I guess Paris isn’t like it used to be.
My days there were pretty much the same. I’d get up. Go to the cafe. Have a coffee, go for a run in the Luxembourg Gardens, have lunch, take a long nap, go out and party until 2 in the morning. Paris was a never-ending party. You know, it was also a center for all the fashion magazines I shot for. For example, I worked for the English magazines a lot, I also worked for the Italian magazines a lot. As well as Greece, Germany, Spain. So Paris was a good launching pad. It was a great place to call home for a few years. It was also a great place to learn how to dance on a bar.
I’m gonna keep it short this week and leave it at that. I’m gonna include a collage of self portraits. My friend who helps me says, how come I never have any portraits of myself.? Well, here you go.
Love, B. Nice
