Paris | 2016
These two Parigots share a terrace café table, but little else it seems. There’s an age gap, a fashion gap...she’s smoking, he’s not...she’s drinking he’s not....the body language is frigid and her contemptuous glare deflates his next thought before it’s even uttered. They are an odd pairing whose story is not readily apparent.
There's something gripping in this charged moment where we feel so near the great distance that lies between them, and part of the ever-present passion that is Paris....