Half a year without Paris is much too much. I'm looking forward to spring and next hundreds of coffees drunk in random petits cafés.
These days I listen to Alain Souchon and Serge Gainsbourg, Marc Lavoine and Michel Fugain, wear my Montmartre pink béret and Belleville polka dot trousers, and draw, cut, draw. More pictures very soon (and the new website as well). Oh! The 2012 has gone off like a rocket.
