In the series “Yes I admit it, I would give anything to come back to that day”: Françoise Hardy in Rome in 1963.
We had stayed at the “Hotel de la ville”, the haunt of the French in Rome in those years. It was in this wonderful place that I had discovered this city in 1956 with my father when he was about to shoot “Les nuits de Cabiria” with Federico Fellini.
It’s funny when I think about it, I subconsciously wanted The Dear one to relive the same emotions that had marked me in the magnificent garden with its walls covered with ivy in which I had my breakfast with my father to the sound of songs. of “Marino Marini” (Volare Oh oh… Cantare Oh oh oh oh!).
The hotel overlooked Piazza di Spagna. Françoise had sat on the steps, she was not yet known in Italy, we could walk around without anyone bothering us. It’s still a strange chance to have these photos, suddenly, for a moment, I hear the noises of the street, the Italian phrases, and I see the Dear One one again hiding her face because that she doesn’t like to be photographed…