I finally got around to harvesting the photos from my phone. I don't take a lot of them, and the ones I do end up with are more often than not just snaps of whatever's around when I'm waiting on something, or when I don't have another camera to hand. I quite like them for just that reason - they're the pictures I'd never have otherwise, the almost-weren't photos.
|At the beginning of August I went home for a few (too) brief days. Feeling spontaneously overwhelmed by affection as we were out shopping, I took this candid walking photo of my beautiful sister.|
|This is from when I was sitting on my third train of the day at Gare de Lyon in Paris, feeling tired and scared on my way to Grenoble.|