“I suddenly found myself on the front line as missiles sailed over my head towards a phalanx of CRS riot police. With their kevlar exoskeletons they looked like killer robots from the future.”
The above is an extract from an essay and portfolio of photographs from my time living in Paris, which is included in the latest edition of the beautiful Winter Papers arts anthology. It’s in bookshops and available here.
“Conor Horgan’s electric images of Parisian shop windows, where sometimes the drama is in what the glass reflects rather than what it displays”
*Lèche-vitrines (literally, ‘window-licking) is French slang for window-shopping.