Across the balcony

Self portrait II

I adored reading by the little balcony with the rustle of the streets floating up, the rays of light shining in. Every morning, I was torn between loitering another hour in the room reading cos it was so pleasant or rushing out to enjoy the day outside cos there was so much to see. I just had to try for a self portrait so that I could remember the loveliness of reading by the little balcony.

Unveil

View of the opposite sidewalk cafe without the french lace curtain billowing.

Through the french lace curtain

I could see the buzzling flow of traffic below. I could see ladies enjoying their coffee at the cafe opposite. I could people-watch unobserved from the comfort of my room.

Paris, 2007