There’s no English word for ‘flânerie’. The closest translation is ‘aimless walking’ which happens to be the best way to come across corners of the real Paris. No guidebooks, no maps (or apps) – just start walking and see where it leads.
This unplanned approach was applied to this record of mid-winter strolls through the city where, at every turn, unexpected yet unmistakably Parisian moments caught the eye. Fleeting, unpredictable glimpses of Parisian life as well as the seemingly mundane, each image demands closer inspection and lets the imagination wander.
