One, two, three.
In the Tuileries Garden, September, 1974.
It’s not that I knew the toddler would fall over, but I knew something would happen.

One.

Two.

Three.
Leica M3, 35mm Summaron, TriX, ‘scanned’ with the Nikon D800.
One, two, three.
In the Tuileries Garden, September, 1974.
It’s not that I knew the toddler would fall over, but I knew something would happen.
Leica M3, 35mm Summaron, TriX, ‘scanned’ with the Nikon D800.