Home isn’t a place. Even after a year in a tiny box in the busiest part of Tokyo, home isn’t that box. Instead it’s a feeling. The hugs and stories, tea and coffee you share with those you love.
A Bag full of Polaroid Cameras
Barring my Grandmother, my Aunt Hélène is by far the most generous person in my life. As she has told me often, giving is her greatest joy, and to gift…