Elsa x Jacquemus

when we went urban under the rain...

model : Elsa Muse

pullover : Jacquemus

tote bag : Bonheur Permanent

Laure Lochet

"Laure est une vraie petite lumière brisée" - Maëlle, Laure's agent.

we've met one rainy morning about a month ago : she was nervous and I was such a mess that I forgot to put a memory card in my camera... 

- "should we cancel ?" she asked with her sweet voice as trying to escape a torture - the photo-shoot... 

- "of course not !"

so we went under the rain to bye a new card talking about our careers. it's hard to believe that girls like her can be unsure of their beauty and talent. her melancholic eyes and her Lolita like sensuality totally melted my heart ! she couldn't relax for the first 20minutes but then slowly started to show me what she was capable of and it was such a pleasure ! shooting under the rain was new to me but very pleasant as I could mix my two loves : photography and rain.

the second shooting with gorgeous Laure is coming very soon !

model : Laure Lochet

agency : Venin

Elsa Jovovich

we've met one morning when it wouldn't stop raining and decided to shoot anyway. but even if rain is my one true love it is hard to make pictures when it's pouring down. so it was a very quick test shoot with a very pretty Elsa, who confronted my love bravely !

Russia

it's been a while since I wrote about the feelings...
so here it comes.

I went in Moscou few weeks ago and even though it's not my hometown it touched me deeply. the last time I was here it was 11 years ago, back then I was a very unhappy teenager and I didn't liked it at all. but this time it was magical. many things changed but the essential good things about my people and my country are still the same : the beauty of the souls and the warmth of the heart.

I left my homeland about 13 years ago and never did my grieving. I was thinking I was tougher then that. but once in the plane on my way back to France, independently from my will, tears started to divide my face in many parts : who am I ? why did I left ? what if I have stayed ? should I go back and live in Russia ? ... so many thoughts and the most painful : I don't know where I belong. I kept crying for two planes, one train and few days after my return...

the weird thing is that almost at the same time my father, my mother and I found ourselves in Russia, separately. it's like it called us back. I didn't had a chance to go to my hometown - Irkutsk, it's been 5 years and I feel with every cell of my body that I miss it so much.

for many reasons this trip was moving : the end of a very painful relationship, realization that one part of my life was over, the fact that I had taken many bad decisions and didn't listened to my inner voice...
but after a hard comeback and a huge nostalgia I decided that I will always have two countries : one native land and one home land.

few days later my mom came back in France from Irkutsk and told me that the same thing happened to my little brother : he started to cry in the plane saying : "I want to stay here, I love it here"...
there is something about our souls, it tears us apart when we are leaving Russia.

P.S. I will never say enough "thank you" to my friend Masha, who received us and showed me everything and even more, love you girl !

view from guest room window :

Masha's parent's place :

GUM :

me :

Masha's performance :

Radisson Royal Hotel :

Red Square model :

1st May in Kremlin :

White House :

Sparrow Hills :

Lomonosov Moscow State University :

Triumphal Arch of Moscow :

memorial to my beloved russian artist :

Novodevichy Convent :

Former factory building of the "Red October" confectionery :

evil :

subway :

view from Ostankino Tower :