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June 24, 2012 at 3:36pm
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Dec. 2009, a bar in the Arts & Métiers area, Paris… This photo, I don’t even know how it appeared on my personal laptop! like, raw files, not even renamed, in a folder I didn’t even remember moving… a folder I discovered while updating an lightroom catalog.
So, there we are again, two and a half year ago… in a bar. Meeting with fellow photographers, some I’d met at the photojournalism school, others I’d met at the Cannes Film Festival… 
Talking about photo (in general), prospection, (not-) working, whatever, it’s eight o’clock. Getting our shit together, so we can move forward in a business… Many a thing has changed since that photo, yet all of them are still professional photographers – which isn’t that easy those days! 
We still meet from time to time on a Wednesday morning: this is le café du mercredi matin.

Dec. 2009, a bar in the Arts & Métiers area, Paris… This photo, I don’t even know how it appeared on my personal laptop! like, raw files, not even renamed, in a folder I didn’t even remember moving… a folder I discovered while updating an lightroom catalog.

So, there we are again, two and a half year ago… in a bar. Meeting with fellow photographers, some I’d met at the photojournalism school, others I’d met at the Cannes Film Festival… 

Talking about photo (in general), prospection, (not-) working, whatever, it’s eight o’clock. Getting our shit together, so we can move forward in a business… Many a thing has changed since that photo, yet all of them are still professional photographers – which isn’t that easy those days! 

We still meet from time to time on a Wednesday morning: this is le café du mercredi matin.

Notes

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