I’ve moved apartments in Paris more times than I care to remember. But, wherever I go there is one constant, drawing the view from my window. Here are just a few of those chambre de bonne sketchbook memories.

“It isn't possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.” E.M. Forster, A Room With a View

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