2009, paris ,CENTQUATRE
I was walking around canal saint martin, it was beautiful afternoon.
The water was so flat, and sky was bleu.
I looked up around, then, saw some small thing is moving on the small tree.
I approached to that, and saw a bird.
He is green and tiny,
I tried to touch him very slowly..The small bird doesn't move...
He was in my hands, he is warm.
I looked his body, He was injured.
I kept him in my hands, and went back to my apartment.
His eyes closed so I tried to him warm on my belly.
A little while later, started his eyes open, and he walked up on my body,
He stayed on my head with long black hairs,
Hair-Make : Aya Watanabe
photo : Nicolas Turlet