You See Your Gypsy

"So I'm back, to the velvet underground, back to the floor, that I love. To a room with some lace and paper flowers, back to the gypsy that I was. And it all comes down to you, well, you know that it does. And lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice, oh, and it lights up the night. And you see your gypsy, You see your gypsy." FM

Forget about Assouline's Gypset, this is the real deal. The images and subjects remind me a bit of Josef Koudelka's Gypsy images but in COLOR! Thank you to a special someone for surprising me with this book.