Saturday, 3 October 2009


I was never as in love with Marion Cotillard than the night she won the Oscar.
I was possessed, I truly think I wanted her to have it just as much as she did.
I remember seeing this image long after my love for her had waned, but seeing it reminded me of feeling overwhelmed, not only that day, but other times in life. There's something perfect about photography when It does that, spontaneously, like a familiar smell. The image depicts one of the most public places and situations on earth, whilst managing to seem private and intimate.

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