The Smoke

London.

In the future...

...everyone is paranoid.

Paris Scope

"My business casual is chafing my baguette."

This lady turned out to be really sweet.

Redrum.

Shot from the drunkards highway along La Seine.

Oui, Oui, Oui All the Way Home

The garden at the Hôtel de Sens had an interesting mix of occupants taking advantage of the peaceful setting . 

There were shirtless German frat boys, lonely guitar strummers, dry humping teens and nap taking elders.

The nanny calls into the brat hotline to determine if these tears are for real or just a ploy for attention.

There are no refunds in life.

On the fashion scale of cool this guy over shoots his mark for cutting edge high fashion and winds up some where between team sport leather and a registered sex offender.

So Parisian. 

Baguettes, Berets and Bonjour

This was really happening.

 Scenes from inside the rich kid's house.

This guy's wishes obviously never came true so he took it upon himself to remove all the coins from the wishing well.

Cheap thrills at the Lourve.

Holy Water

The pitter patter of the rain and the softness of his Italian suede jacket lulled Antonio into a slumber of fantasy.  Dreaming that he was the chauffeur to Cinderella's ball.

I've heard that if you remove the plastic from the nun's packaging it decreases their value.

 "Hey, if I add a "0" in front of the smiley it makes a halo!"

"Hey JC whats up? You never responded to my text."

Young Eyes, Old World

A Roman reveals himself from his personal gelato curtain.

Deanna urged me to shoot this while we were driving in a taxi. Sitting at the window seat has it's responsibilities.

This is probably just the tip of the iceberg.

The posture of an old soul patiently waiting to unlock more of life's mysteries...

Or he's just trying to remember where he lives.

Built for sight seeing. 

I will always be a tourist in my own town.

The underwater desert of the eastern Sardinian coast.

I will remember spelunking this cave for the rest of my life.

The Nein to Five, Berlin

Visiting the Topography of Terror can be a frustrating and saddening visit. Sure wiped the smile off Hello Kitty's face.

"What?? You sat down so far from me. Please sit closer and violate my personal space."

Wearing your fanny pack on your shoulder doesn't really improve your lameness for wearing one.

These Berliners soak up the fleeting sun in hopes of changing their white to red.

Fuck a revolution, lets text!