reflections of paris: found drawings

i found that reflections of everyday things can be incredibly interesting... especially different reflective surfaces...they have a way of distorting simple forms and light in creative ways...they make me take a second look and examine the spaces around me ...i found so many beautiful shapes and colors happening on tiny reflective surfaces all around Paris.

metro motion drawings

*•.,, standing in a jumpy metro train ,.•***•.,,.•* 

**•.,,. no support ,•***•.,,.•* 

•***•.,,.• trying hard to balance ,,.•*

__at stops_quickly searching for bits to sketch__.•**

garden memory

sitting, sketching the flowers, i reminded myself a lot of my grandmother...as a toddler i would sit and watch her paint, often in her garden. i would always be trouble for her when she would take me along to visit her friends...i would run around the flower-beds and uproot fist-fulls of flowers

dans le noir

just as we were walking into the room, i lost grip of alexis' shoulder and was completely helpless trying to lead the rest of the line...walked into some wall and ben had to come get me.
never realized how weak my other senses were without sight...didn't recognize half the food.

barber of seville

tata tatata ta tata ta taaa...lala la la laaaa...

figaro figaro figfigaro ....fiiiiiigaro fiiigaro.,,.•**

bravo...

...an amazing performance and experience listening to an italian opera with french subtitles in Paris.

surprisingly the story was not too hard to follow...a love story is a love story whatever the language..and even better in italian ;)