There are stories that feel like they were pulled straight from a novel. Stories that, from the very first words, stir something deep inside. Margot and Volodia’s story is one of them.

They met on an autumn evening, in a small bookshop in the Marais. She was looking for a collection of Paul Éluard’s poetry, he was there to drop off a zine he co-publishes with friends. Their eyes met between two shelves — and the rest belongs to that kind of magic no one can quite explain.

Margot is a film stylist, passionate about fabrics that tell the stories of past eras. Volodia composes electro-acoustic music and restores antique pianos. Together, they form a rare duo — both bohemian and intensely sensitive, deeply rooted in imagination and detail.

They love getting lost in flea markets, writing each other handwritten letters, hosting themed dinners in their 11th arrondissement apartment, and setting off on spontaneous train adventures just to “change skies.” They also share a beautifully wild dream: to write a modern opera, blending true stories and fiction, exploring the idea of memory.

I had the privilege of photographing them in March 2025, in a Paris still chilled by winter and soaked in persistent rain.
Despite the weather, we wandered from Pont Alexandre III to the Petit Palais, passing through Place de la Concorde. This editorial shoot was an ode to their bond: soft, understated, quietly electric. They weren’t performing. They were simply themselves. Together.

It’s in moments like these that I remember why I do what I do. To capture more than just images. To seize the unspoken, in the blink of a moment.