Indispensable Introspection Or History Of Perenite

I invite you to steal a little of my melancholy... Our exciting job is to share, with others, real moments of exchange... The support of our emotions is of course old objects which have a soul. I present to you this creation as well as the text associated with it.... But first, sit down, soft light, little noise, a few paper tissues near you... Have a good trip: And the turnstile is not never stop..... There was a time when, adorned in their most beautiful clothes, They stood upright, bound and frozen... Do you think, they had their portraits taken... They posed for posterity and too bad if it cost them a few cents... Today, the ghost white suits them so well, They took with them their name, the color of their eyes, the sound of their voice and their history secret, for eternity Ah yes, if two slots remain available on the carousel of anonymity; This is to leave room for your photo and mine.... Great lesson in ephemerality. MVA