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Long Strides

One morning in the Marais, one model, and a city that becomes the set. We move from feathers and black coats at dawn to red pleats, corsetry and denim at full stride.

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Model in a long black coat and feathered headpiece standing before a dark Parisian doorway
Black and white profile of the model in a sculpted feather headpiece and dark veil
Model in a sheer black top and feathered hat, holding open a dark coat
Model mid-lunge on a cobbled Paris street, a long translucent scarf flying from one hand
Model in a dark balaclava wrapped in a printed silk scarf, eyes looking sideways
Black and white portrait of the model in a pinstripe jacket, hand on chest, eyes closed
Black and white view of the model from behind in a long train before a carved door
Close crop of bare skin against a mass of red pleated fabric in shadow
Hand resting on a voluminous red pleated skirt, the body half in shadow
Horizontal close view of a hand on red pleated tulle against dark stone
Tight crop of a bare shoulder and back turning away above red fabric
Black and white street corner, the model in a huge white bow among parked bins
Black and white close-up of the model's face, gaze level with the camera
Model running past a barred window and green door in jeans and a black top
Model in a black lace top and jeans mid-stride in front of a brick doorway
Model in a black corset and jeans perched before a large ribbed glass window

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