THE THINGS THAT LEAVE US COLD, A PROSE PIECE

  Part I           I stood by the open window and watched and waited, surrounded on all sides by the wisteria that clung on as time passed by and forgave nothing. It felt like I was watching the seasons change as the leaves lost their gleam in the sunlight, found their […]

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BOOKENDS; ALL THE WATER CARRIES OFF WITH IT

  There will always be a part of me standing by the water’s edge, watching how much of us got washed away and wondering how much more sunk so deep below the surface that it is now a captive more to your careful concrete than that ever coldly cutting current.     All words and […]

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BOOKENDS; TIMING IS EVERYTHING

  Coming in is easy. Learning when to leave is an art not easily understood.     All words and photographs by Damien B Donnelly This month is about getting ready to leave Paris, for good. Today will also be my last day as pattern maker at the Paris fashion design atelier of & Other […]

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BOOKENDS; UNDER THE PALACE OF PARIS, PHOTOGRAPHY

Last Sunday, this masterpiece of beaux-arts architecture, le Grand Palais was open to the public for a few hours and I rushed in along with fantastic photographer, and now street sketch artist, Mike Powell, on one of his last days in Paris, in order to snap a little of the light under the glass. All […]

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