Paris in February

March 8, 2026

The city does not slow down in February. It refines.

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Some objects locate you before you locate them. This one arrived on a Tuesday and has not moved since.

Power is not what is said. It is what is decided before the meeting.

The mountain looked the same on the way down. The view was entirely different.

Six months of silent work. Then: a single morning of extraordinary noise.

Version 23 of something that was almost right in version 4. Understanding why took nineteen attempts.

Concrete remembers what happened to it. Stone forgets nothing. This is why they cannot share a wall without an argument.

The city gives you silence at midnight — and it is never the same silence twice.

The photograph I am most known for took eleven years to reach the trigger. The shutter speed was 1/4000th of a second.

The building I am designing here is a conversation between two materials that have never agreed on anything.

I spent three years looking at this work before I asked the price. By then, the price was irrelevant.

The studio window faces north. Consistent light is more useful than beautiful light.

6:22 AM. The only time the city belongs to nobody.