Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.

Louis Kahan
regardintemporel: Edouard Boubat - Le curé de Buc, 1957
EDOUARD BOUBAT Neige a Central Park, New York, 1964 via
greeneyes55: France 1978  Photo: Edouard Boubat 
liquidnight: Édouard Boubat Kyoto, Japan, 1974 From Édouard Boubat: A Gentle Eye Thank you liquidnight.
kvetchlandia: Édouard Boubat      Le café ‘La Tartine’, Paris      c.1980 “In some way, a photo is like a stolen kiss. In fact a kiss is always stolen, even if the woman is consenting. With a photograph it’s the same: always stolen, and still slightly consenting.” Édouard Boubat 
[+] kvetchlandia: Edouard Boubat     Sans Titre      1976
liquidnight: Édouard Boubat Paris, France, 1948 From Édouard Boubat: A Gentle Eye Thanks.
A La Terrasse des Deux Magots Edouard Boubat 1955
EDOUARD BOUBAT Premiere Niege au Luxembourg, 1955
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