Deauville is a town raised from the sea. Its beauty smells salt water and the Chanel n°5. Its beauty could be found in its beach and in its little lanes, where all the shades are made of gold and pastel. But what stroke me the most was the inexplicable nostalgia reigning here. Actually, this is what I found the most beautiful.
That’s how Deauville appeared to me this summer when I came there for the first time.
(La Cambre, Bruxelles)
Planches Contact 2016