Paris. November 2015. Terror attacks. I was there. I was a lucky one. I was never in danger, but I did have a strange coincidental walk through the city a few hours before the attacks. Shooting the day after was strange. Complicated yet accessible. Quiet, nervous but defiant. I hadn’t made any images like this in a long time, so it was a memory experience. I was reluctant at first, but glad I eventually made my way. It was a rough time, but Parisians are strong and you could tell there would be no caving to the madness.
Wow that sent a shiver down my spine – real sliding doors moments.
Strange days indeed, Daniel. It was good to see Parisians uniting against such acts.
Really interesting story and picture! thanks.
came here because I found you through A. Molitor’s website.
You can have a look at my photos of the weekend the terrorist attacks happened:
I never went to the places of the shootings.
I still have an invitation for Paris Photo, but I think I have to wait at least another year or two before I can go to Paris again.
I’ve been thinking about Paris a lot lately. Not the attacks, just about how much I love the city. I can’t go at the moment, but will be back soon. I can feel it. I hope you get back too.