The decisive moment

The other day I saw a documentary about the legendary French photographer Jacques-Henri Lartigue. How is it possible that his photographs are so luxe/decadent but effortless at the same time?




In the film Mr. Lartigue was sitting in front of one of his paintings of a huge flower bouquet, wearing a colorful knitted sweater. He seemed so childlike and adorable, I wish I could show you the stills or something.