Yesterday, while watching the Vogue/Anna Wintour documentary, The September Issue (which I'm afraid I found dreadfully dull), I was reminded of photographer Brassai and his remarkable work capturing Secret Paris of the 30s when the film mentioned how one of the photoshoots in the issue was inspired by his work. I love the presence and use of mirrors and lighting, as well as the sometimes almost menacing intimacies which are captured in his photos of Parisian Jazz Age nightlife in all its sordid splendour.
Music I'm Listening To: Beirut, whose music is like Brassai's images in lyrical form




